The Grandkids July 13th
2018
When you turn up I’m sitting tutting at the telly.
Row row! Row row!
You interrupt my muttering about
the visiting narcissistic fascist
responsible for the
caging of
children.
I switch to YouTube and we sing:
Row row row your boat
Gently down the stream!
We scream at crocodiles.
We roar at lions.
We shiver at polar bears.
And I shed tears for all the babies who died
Capsized. Denied
by hostile shores.
