Sir Reginald Horner
Knelt in the corner
Worried about his career.
He feared he’d be late
For the Budget debate
But his Nanny was keeping him here.
In the House, with disdain
He’d rise up, to explain
That an increase in Health Service pay
While undoubtedly right,
Was not on, in the light
Of the fiscal position today.
Nanny Strict, with her feet up
Read, over her tea cup
Her paper: the politics page.
She was thinking of days
Lost in memory’s haze
As a staff-nurse, on minimum wage.
So she picked up her tawse
To prepare for a course
In arithmetic: “Stretch out your arm!”
“Take a nurse’s base pay (thwack!)
Then take taxes away (thwack!)
And you’re left with a hot stinging palm!”
“Here’s another quick sum
Take one fat fleshy bum
Add twelve strokes from a long rattan cane
Then if feeling contrition
You can check your addition
And add up the budget again.”
All the MPs were stunned
By Sir Reggie’s new fund
To pay nurses twice what they now earn.
Then he winced as he sat
And they wondered at that
What had led to this sudden U-turn?
“I just felt nurses’ pain”
He explained, in the rain
Interviewed, by the TV and press.
“This award, you might call
It… a ‘tribute’, that’s all
I could not sit at ease giving less!”
The rest is just history:
Whatever the mystery
That changed his decision back then.
All the experts agree
That this speech was the key
To his new house in Downing St: ten.
As PM he has access
To experts on taxes,
Defence, Home and Foreign Affairs.
But he likes to defer
For the last word, to… ‘her’:
To his ‘Special Adviser’ upstairs.
Now every decision’s
Thrashed out with precision:
The smack of firm government’s here.
Yet bad luck for the Right
(Who should cherish the sight):
It’s the Nanny State that they so fear.
That's really clever – good work!
Thank you, kind of you to say so. It started as a single-verse version of Little Jack Horner and then rather got away from me…
Tired of seeing this political drivel here.
Can't wait for a poem about a marxist-leninist submissive who believes the state should own everything but it's punished by her Mistress who has a very successful business as a dominant woman. Or that a Mistress who had a grandfather killed in poland by the soviets. Or whatever stupid excuse you can imagine.
Alas, I suspect that will never happen.
Time to stop visiting this blog.
Up yours!
Ah well, the blog's obviously not for everyone. Indeed, I would expect the great majority of people to dislike it, as femdom and BDSM is a minority interest and that has never worried me.
Your reasons are different but of course equally valid for you. We are all different, after all, including having different political views. Fortunately it's a big Internet and I'm sure you'll find things out there that are more to your taste. I hope you enjoyed reading the blog up until this point, anyway.
Best wishes
S
I hope he was being at least half in jest. Great poem. Femsup
Ah, you may be right. Always best to assume the best of people. So many people do seem to get angry with complete strangers on the Internet, that I assume that's what's happening here. And there have been a few grumpy comments lately, oddly enough (I find it odd, anyway – why do people feel the urge to tell me if they don't like something?).
Not that I dislike contemptuous and dismissive comments. Indeed, in certain circumstances I shell out a lot of cash for the privilege of being subjected to them… by a certain Special Someone anyway. Or would do, if I could travel. Maybe that's why there's so much grumpiness around: people just not being spanked enough.
keep on keeping on, Femsup. Sometimes I feel you and I are the only sane ones left. Which is quite scary, when you think about the weird stuff we're into.
Best wishes
S
Yes its nice to know we are brothers in bound arms. I am sure this minister voted to curtail freedom of Femdom expression on the internet. Femsup
My SO has always said my freedom of expression is absolute, as long as I don't abuse it by saying something she disapproves of. She was several years ahead of majority Internet opinion, as far as I can see, as lots of people seem to think that, these days. Personally, I have no opinion – or if I have got one, I have not yet been told what it is.
Best wishes
S