Saturday Poem #2: Foxy/ Knoxy

Oh what became of Amanda Knox?

Who with her cartwheels, lit the fire

That set alight, the paper talk

And cast her, heaving, on the pyre

She groaned, and moaned

And for a while, the court, she owned

But twas not she who did the deed

All she ever did was weed

And what became of our Liam Fox?

A tragic man, more right than right

His job, his life, his power gone

But he’ll be back, he’s got some fight!

He rose, then fell

And now he sits, in backbench Hell

But some say he was hunted down

Just like mere prey? Or nay, a clown?

Oh what became of Fox and Knox?

Their stars shone out from modern stocks

While Liam’s dies, hers does rise

And all because of lies, damn lies?

But in this world of shattered dreams

Where nothing’s ever as it seems

What odds a treat on the Holy Box

On Channel 4: ‘When Fox Met Knox?’

By Samuel Stopp, Co-Editor of The Starr Blog