Yes I'm cross pollinating threads.
Bite me!
THINGS LEFT UNSAID
So wee Nicola was placed under arrest,
(there are so many things I’d like to say
about that monumental day,
but contempt laws and all of that
means I’m not really able to chat,
so for now I’ll just keep my mouth shut
and all of my thoughts I’ll have to cut
from this poem) - it’s probably for the best!
THE VERDICT
When will we see poor Nicola
Handcuffed and in the dock.
Will she be in a trouser suit,
Or will she wear a frock.
Will she be found not guilty,
Or guilty, or not proven?
Will she ever finally admit
You can easily sex a human.
Will she be forced to share a cell
With someone born a man
As that is the law she fought for
Until the Westminster ban.