An Ill Wind Blows

Under storm we are today eunice outside is blasting away The dome in London taking a hit, partly de-roofed and some parts did flit Onto the river being not far, over some of its surface, damaging scars Open to heaven. The tides are rough; emergency service say it's tough Wells cathederals spire fell, into the grounds not sure on the bell' Whether it rang in solemn tone? Belfry bats blown out of their home? Wales now has been 'covid cleanesd ' It's all blown East beware dear friends' I've heard even Canada could be infected.? With this new type of wind directed Yet no baked beans were ever used, no pre-meditated or doctor type stew And spare a thought for old London town.' Where the phantom raspberry blowers sounds He was the two Ronnies number one.' Suspect in foul deeds; all London done.' I hear his presence still strikes hard, He's being studied at Scotland yard.' The Ronnies it seems were before their time, no jokers them. Their theories fine' For this mass murderer, many are seeking' specially those averse to seeping Rumours travelling through the land, No masking and so many are doing grand But the phantom might use one, you never know? a facial disguise He' give that a go' But it's no use as real wind breaker, against death And destruction, of a no hostage taker!