The ANC set out to be
With protests, as usual, vile,
Filled with their usual idiocy
And drowning in ‘de Nile’,
Although from Egypt rather far
They show by all their actions,
As dimmer than the mummies are,
With anti-truth-type factions.
Their answer to a damning book,
With proofs of deep corruption
Is not to stop and take a look;
Instead, at launch disruption,
They seek some copies there to shred,
As if, by being vandals,
The truth will all be rendered dead,
So they avoid the scandals.
On the news this evening was that a Cape Town launch of the book was disrupted by (apparently ANC) protestors, who tore some of the books. This represents another rotten thing in the state of South Africa, with very smelly consequences.
I see that with all that has been going on I missed the tiny matter of it now being well into NaPoWriMo, or in my case GloPoWriMo. Nort a prawblem, as they say locally. It so happens that I have dished out a rhyme for every day of the month so far, and if I continue to do so will qualify for my seventh sidebar badge, having started in 2013. None of them this month so far has been on the suggested theme for the day, but I may follow a few of these later on during the month.
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