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264 • Snake in the Boudoir

264 • Snake in the Boudoir

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Coition continued full-tilt
Till a cobra crawled out of the quilt;
This dampened the heat
In the Honeymoon Suite
And a quart of Veuve Clicquot got spilt.

Ordinary folk have little to fear from the proverbial ‘snake in the grass’, because the snake in the grass is minding his or her own business, in the same way as a bridal couple does on their wedding night. The non-proverbial ‘snake in the bedding’, however, is another story, and its kinship with the Garden of Eden narrative – from which humanity didn’t emerge particularly well – is not easily overlooked. For those who will wish to reflect on this matter a little, until we meet next Sunday, a suggested topic: ‘This House believes we should all be a lot happier if the cobra remained in the quilt next time: out of sight, out of mind.’

043 • Infiltrator (4)

043 • Infiltrator (4)

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Before I arrived in this county
I hoodwinked a gullible Mountie:
‘You steal on the sly,
I turn a blind eye,
We share ten percent of the bounty.’

We’ve met this conniving character before. The remainder of the ‘bounty’ will presumably be salted away in some Offshore Fund. [See also here]

031 • Infiltrator (3)

031 • Infiltrator (3)

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Before I arrived in this town
I traded my clothes with a clown.
Written off as a berk,
I may openly work
To turn the whole world upside down.

For the day my adopted country throws out the baby with the bathwater. The guile of the demagogue matching the gullibility of the person in the street. [Related story]

029 • Infiltrator (2)

029 • Infiltrator (2)

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Before I arrived in this city
I wrote to the Central Committee
Announcing my scheme
To rescind their regime
And abscond with the keys to the kitty.

Yes, indeed, announce your crimes well in advance. Then, once you’ve perpetrated them, the witless electorate will revere you as a person of your word. [Related story]