Opportunism is Paulbanese’s dream: A poem 

How easy is conniving peasy?  Prakash, Paul or Palbanese?  Treachery never does cease-y  Should it leave me feeling queasy?  I know so much pain, so much rain  No worry, if there will never be gain!  But, Trump, do you know, blocked is my rump?  And the deep sea’s got my guts in painful thumps!  ButContinue reading “Opportunism is Paulbanese’s dream: A poem “