Parody written in 2009 not published.
It was a phantom of delight
when first it flashed upon my sight;
a lovely apparition sent
to be a moment’s ornament.
Fair pension cheque I weep to see
thee fade away so soon
for yet the early rising sun
has not attained its noon.
Gas bill, gas bill, burning bright
in the forests of the night,
what politician’s hand or eye
could frame thy fearful symmetry?
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