The Maggie Thatcher Quartet

Thatcher: 1

So, off you popped then
Milk snatcher, Union basher,
Good job God forgives

(Eric)

Thatcher: 2

At last, elated
Deserved- cremated
May she suffer for her  past!!!

(Mike)

Thatcher: 3

Those who knew her best
Brought her political death.
Everything gone. Ding. Dong.

(Chris)

Thatcher: 4

Maggie, dead, dead, dead.
This is not the time for hate.
Forty years too late.

(Del)

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1 Response to The Maggie Thatcher Quartet

  1. Gaynor's avatar Gaynor says:

    one thing that can be said for sure, and that is, she stirred some powerful emotions. which ought to engender some jolly good poems.

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