A Lost Kitten Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

you killed my mum you must pay
and i will bloody have my say
loose tongues it's said sink a ship
reign him in get a grip
down the hole they contemplate
end this now before too late
will they do it who can tell
another car crash try to sell?
or blame it on afghanistan
terrorists or taliban
brass turn their heads in horror balk
but for now seems only talk
his revelations make them wince
assassination of a prince