TAYTO NOT NATO

Tayto crisps

A new poem by Michael Twee I wondered lonely as a cow Munching my bag of Tayto When all at once I thought of how I’d really upset Nato What if, incensed by what I said, They try to bomb my baldy head? Oh why can all the world not see Like me and Gary… Read more »

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