he drinks imperial tea
out of deferential christian crockery
smokes cheap cancer
grunts his armchair assent
to the greater glory
of king and country
adjusts his trousers and laughs silently
daydreaming of riding in her country
of his cock filling her sweet suck mouth
with lovely warm salty spurts
he squints at the exploits
represented in the paper
winces when reprimanded
second grade fodder
self not really there
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