Dear reader, this came to us from our foremost correspondent form the near north-east Ira Maine. Ira, who is still denying responsibility for the earth shattering 5 on the Richter scale earthquake, (allegedly he was experimenting with his Junior Scientist Chemistry set upon secondment to the AUKUS treaty partners in determining likely Australian adaptations to the ‘Opium Wars Class’ Attack Nuclear Submarine programme) he had time enough to compose this masterful piece of limerick.
Though limericks have variously been described as low-brow, smutty and superficial by the likes of our Poet laureate, Sir Rolf of Harris, they are still required in times of crisis as a moral boost for those suffering long covid or blind trust funds management fatigue (BTFMF).
So give yourself a moral boost and enjoy this wonder about British pluck and stocicism during the darkest hour, in which; ‘even the white bits were dark’.
He writes..
A lady who came from St. Kitts,
Survived the entire London Blitz,
When she fell down a drain,
Found a sack of cocaine,
And spent the rest of the war off her tits!