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@janpsolivagant.bsky.social Oct 9, 2026, 4:05 AM

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Some #Bites of #Satire for you

#poetry: ©Jan Peters, 2025

#Marmite #UsefulIdiots #PolPot #NurseRatched #AvocadoToast #poetrycommunity

Marxist Marmite

My eyes can‘t help but
Roll off my head when I
Think back to that year.

1975? 2016?

Like the Helsinki Accords, my
Infant recollections of 1975 are
Non-binding. A year in which

Pol Pot is hailed by some
As Liberator –
Liberator to those
Poor souls at odds with their
Last turn on the
Wheel of Samsara, perhaps.

A year in which Labour,
Fulminating against the
Capitalist Common Market,
Loses the plot, loses the
Referendum.

2016
Another year,
Another referendum.

With a Remain campaign
Charitably described as
Lacklustre,
Citizen Smith of Islington has a
Vision for Europe in which
He sings the Internationale
Shoulder to shoulder with
Erich Honecker.

No doubt pining for Comecon,
Citizen Smith fondly imagines
Concluding a barter agreement with
Maduro’s Venezuela. That way,
Momentum’s elite cadre are guaranteed
Avocado toast for breakfast every Morning.

In return, the
Bolivarian Revolution is
Garlanded with jars of Marmite.

Dissidents brought in for questioning are Treated to the Marmite Taste Test.

Those who find it revolting are forced to Ingest spoonful after spoonful in a Method akin to salt-water torture.

Those who find it delectable are sent to a
Psych ward where Marmite forms the Mainstay of its token economy,
Nurtured and watched over by the
Revolutionary Guard’s own
Nurse Ratched.

©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025

@janpsolivagant.bsky.social Sep 23, 2026, 12:19 PM

#Poem II for your superb #PromptCombo #11Lines
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#poetry: ©Jan Peters, 2026

#poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #CorporateDysfunction #EgoDissolution #JeanBrodie #NurseRatched #Satire

Ego Dissolution

Ears and nerves sicken at the ever-creaking,
Ever-upward ratchet of productivity:
Management aghast when we push for a works council.

We have failed to grasp the terminal paradox at the
Heart of corporate ego dissolution:
You are we, and we are you.

Caricature commissioned when management buys out the
Company portrays them as clownish dervishes:
CCO now a grinning minstrel whom in life I knew as that
Dour, ghoulish amalgam of Nurse Ratched and
Miss Jean Brodie.

©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026