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Pulling the Ladder Up

by Christopher Norris

Shabana Mahmood, that’s my name,
Grew up here, second gen;
Mum, Dad did well, but all the same
They landed way back when.

It’s folk like them I hold to blame
For coming now, not then.
I tell them: “Tough luck, it’s a shame,
But off you go again!”.

I’ve got my stake in Starmer’s game,
Developed quite a yen
For striking out each parent’s claim
With my resentful pen.

Think what your little girl became – 
Not one more broody hen,
But scourge-in-chief marked out for fame
Amongst his hatchet-men!

I’ve fixed it so’s to skew your aim
And see that “citizen”
Stays one proud item Dad can’t frame:
Get lost, you alien!

Chris Norris is a Swansea-based poet, philosopher and singer with Cor Cochion Caerdydd

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