Best Iron Lady Poems
With complete confidence, I the writer, knowing my wit and charm had always gotten me what I wanted in the past, entered the room.
There she sat on the top of my desk, this cool black beauty, ignoring me completely.
My mission, to get the scoop.
They called her, ‘The Iron lady’; not my type, but that didn’t scare me in the least.
The easy touch. Yes! It always worked. All I needed was a few nights alone with her.
The first night, I began by gently pushing her buttons, over and over again, caressing every part of her from A to Z, bringing her to the edge and back again.
In the morning, completely spent, having learned very little about her, I kicked the crumpled sheets lying on the floor, aside, and left the room vowing never to return.
The next night, I discovered she liked a firm touch. After that, there was no stopping us. She kept me up night after night into the wee small hours.
How many sleepless nights can a guy endure? Well! Patience is a virtue.
I returned to the Iron Lady night after night, after night, until the truth was told.
In the end the story she spilled for me, became a National best seller.
She was my type after all.
Author: Elaine Cecelia George of Canada
Politician Margaret Thatcher
No man could match her
First lady Prime Minister at number ten
It had always been a man till then!
Clerihew Contest
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She was nicknamed 'the Iron lady' during her term in office
1/23/19
Well, I remember my Mom as the Iron lady forever
I fear no more her strictest rules
I am now back on stage with this clerihew
I was a victim of the Iron lady's strictest rules
Probably herself has forgotten but me I can remember
I remember those days when there was no human rights:
She will call me peacefully as if everything is fine_
Just know that it's whip's time if I misbehaved at some point
In our home she had collection of different whips
This is funny truths
Sometimes, she will instruct my friends and siblings to catch me
Who will give me a good chase but caught and be brought to receive verdict
When my friends and siblings start laughing she will shut them up and threaten to beat them all
When Dad is off from work as a miner, she would compile all difficult cases, and hand them to Dad the High Court Judge, who didn't want any advocate to stand in between_
More terrible beatings
It was judgement day
That has made me a responsible person in society
I remember those days
I will be beaten to the extent of regretting of being her child
To a point I start questioning if she is my Mom
To a point when you hope to go with visitors to their homes
Or offering prayers that visitors stay longer
I remember those days,
When she beat me mercilessly, I started repenting of my misdeeds.
Sometimes she will pretend not to be upset , then she will like" go and bring me a plate in the house, then she will follow me in the house with a whip".
This has been my story
I am speechless on this topic
My Mom was good on how to give a sharp look and slap
The eye of an Eagle was enough for me to detect trouble even before calamity
The Lord bless and keep amazing citizenry like Mothers
P.S:
Mom raised a kindhearted, warm , compassionate, understanding son towards humanity_
Both my parents were not just harsh but had a peak of humanitarian traits to humanity_
My parents owes me the best of my life_
May good health, strength and long life be bestowed upon me
By Chipepo Lwele
* In remembrance of childhood
She’s dead
But will always stay alive
A beacon for everyone with a gripe
Thatcher snatcher was their war cry
When with apparent vigour
She tore asunder all society held dear
A divisive strong willed fighter
With femininity covering a steely frame
She moved gracefully among men
A force of reckoning
In a world sphere where enemies are held dear
She finally met her maker
But will never die
Her legacy outlives her presence
A formidable opponent now in a grave
With glee they gloat
Ding dong the wicked witch is finally dead
Praises and condemnation come from all over the globe
Some will assess her on her overall impact
Both then and until now
Others will always remember wrongs
That were brutally inflicted
On an apparently obedient society and country
Dragging us away from our empire building
Death always calls
He will not be out smarted
No matter the heights in politics one reaches
An end of a life
Often brings a renewed interest in the past
The bandwagon has catapulted her
Back into The limelight
When she was almost forgotten
To divide and rule seemed to have been her best skill
Her un-bending no alternative mantra
Caused much ill-will
Yet the country prospered
The right to buy scheme made
Home ownership possible
A vote buying scheme
That made the middle class grow
Pity the milk tokens are what condemns her so
She hammered a few who with
Entrenched special interest
Mangled the country
Stagnating both the economy
And society
The belief in individuality
Coupled with free market economics
Set up a house of cards that blew over
Long before she breathed her last
Virulent machismo
Where the sharks circled
Even when they smelt no blood
Overcame her eventually
She was of course partly to blame
But no one has ruled since as she did
A woman in a man’s world was she
Wielding much power
Over the men that surrounded her
Over Her party and ultimately a short sighted country
To the pinnacle of both party
And country she rose
Her handbag swung far and wide
Her three times victory
A testimony to her longevity
And he ability to play the system
She didn't invent
Rest In peace
Or pieces Maggie
You came
You Conquered and
Have now left the stage
Your legacy will be fought over incessantly
A four lettered word love it is
But do we know it's true essence
It's a pious feeling which breaks all the fence
The love a Mom has is immense
The way she nurtures us in her womb
The smile she gives us in our gloom
She makes our life cheerful and steady
She is our personal iron lady
The best creation of God, sure she is
Her blessings are like infinite rays
She kisses our boobos, she braids our hair
We love you Mamma every single day...
She is an Iron Lady
Stealing all the stock of steel
She is an Iron Lady
To steal steels