A poacher arraigned to appear/
Was sentenced to jail for a year/
And must, for his crimes,/
Watch Bambi twelve times,/
To put him off killing more deer.///
A poacher arraigned to appear/
Was sentenced to jail for a year/
And must, for his crimes,/
Watch Bambi twelve times,/
To put him off killing more deer.///
A man with a strange predilection/
Contracted a fungal infection/
From sniffing his socks;/
To get off your rocks/
Like this requires nasal protection.///
A fellow of insight named Mick/
Is POTUS’s Chief of Staff pick/
Despite his reflection/
Before the election/
That Trump is an absolute dick.///
“I paid the hush money”, said Cohen,/
“With Donald, my client’s full knohen”;/
So if it’s a crime,/
Who else should do time?/
The pressure on Trump keeps on grohen.///
https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2018/dec/14/donald-trump-knew-hush-money-was-wrong-says-cohen
The New York Times asked Londoners for their experience of petty crime, and got, it must be said, some not entirely serious responses – story below:
Here’s my contribution – for those fortunate enough not to have heard it, the announcement in question, intended to encourage us to report suspected terrorists, exhorts us to: “See it, Say it – Sorted”.
Dear caring, concerned New York Times,/
The tube is a hotbed of crimes:/
That jingle with “sorted”?/
I want it reported/
For culpable absence of rhymes.///
https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2018/dec/13/londoners-troll-new-york-times-petty-crimes
Dear Santa, all jolly and stout/
Got angry and started to shout;/
As children appeared,/
He ripped off his beard/
And hollered: “Just get the fuck out!”///
A leak at a plant making chocs/
Saw more than a tonne of its stocks/
Pour into the street/
Beneath people’s feet -/
A sweet opportunity knocks.///
Conservative backing for May/
Masks problems that won’t go away;/
Finessing the backstop/
Will not make the flak stop -/
She lives to die some other day.///
Sir Graham has 48 letters/
From applecart would-be-upsetters/
Desiring May’s exit,/
So let’s suspend Brexit/
While Tories resolve their vendettas.///
When Trump met Pelosi and Schumer,/
It put him in rather bad humour./
On hearing his wall/
Had no chance at all,/
He turned a deep shade of satsuma.///