Quis, Ego

Quis? Ego ~ on the anointing of Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Johnson So what if it was just a drunken dare Quis? Ego! Made at Eton long ago I dub thee Boris of the Golden Hair Servus, servum, servi, servo, servo So what if afterwards they went to town and ordered tiny sparrows stuffed inside six rare exotic birds and chased it down with virgins' tears in mouths so open wide one could believe designed to fit the poor in at such times there are no partridges Amo! Amas! Deus! Deum! and more Dom Perignon! To Boris! Boris is The Chosen One! So long ago, the dare At Eton, or more probably, elsewhere © Gail Foster 24th July 2019