The Frog: a suitable poem for a Hung Parliament
Having been up for much of Election night, i feel rather deflated at the outcome. My quote of the night came in the fairly early hours on the BBC from one of my favourite modern historians, Peter Hennessy (right)– his book The Prime Minister (the office and its holders since 1945) is a brilliant read. He called this the
Mick Jagger election: no satisfaction for anyone.
And in honour of that, I was musing on what to post. Then I remembered this an little rhyme, and feel that it does the job perfectly.
The Frog (by Anonymous)
What a wonderful bird the frog are
When he stand he sit almost;
When he hop he fly almost.
He ain’t got no sense hardly;
He ain’t got no tail hardly either.
When he sit, he sit on what he ain’t got almost.