Not the Final Solution

And so the soup’s, coming to a boil Very difficult, not to get embroiled Rumour has it, Hitler’s on the rise Goose stepping, in poetic disguise Jackboots kick open, doors of rhyme Acrostics embed, swastikas sublime Vaxxers accused, of a new blitzkrieg Covid deniers, offer vapid intrigue Enigma encoded, in sonnets of fear Lady Haw Haw, sobs crocodile tears All together poets, salute Sieg Heil! Conspiracy theories, jabs are on trial Contagious haikus, causing upset Biden instigating, everyone’s death God’s gone paranoid, so we’re told Playing both sides, to steal our souls Armband stars, equal covid passes Monoku writers, killing the masses Limericks are evil, piled full of poop No place for crap jokes, tainting soup Poets reincarnated, in nom de plume Childish dark magic, one has assumed So do ends, always justify the means In war and pandemic, mania’s routine By David Kavanagh