The Nytol Nightcap
A poem abut British Politics and culture.
We're only making plans for Nytol As the Teasmade whirs and cricket scores drone He dreams of truncheons and bounders galore While Parliament rambles on and on
The shipping forecast murmurs through the dark Lulling him into slumber deep As the random party babbles into the night Promising the deckchairs they'll reap
Under the England duvet he smiles in sleep Dreaming of ales and festival cheers The future's uncertain but for now it's cheap When night falls heavy after days of beers
So slumber soundly ruffian, and worry not For Nytol has you sleeping like you're shot Your dreams will carry you through this night As you drift silently out of sight
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