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One is naïve. Her twin is shrewd and knows what’s what. And a good thing, too, otherwise the naïve one would have poisoned herself long ago.
Today I dedicate this here doodle to the latest wave of Russophobe opportunist paranoia. Oh, this convenient bundle of nervous gas/hot air! … It will run, and run, and run, I can tell.
And here’s a little po’m for to gladden your heart on this hot summer day.

In Praise of Crookedness

Novichok, Novichok,
How I love you Novichok
So elusive
All-inclusive
Massive panic at a stroke!
I went down
To Porton Down
To have a little shufti
But they wouldn’t let me in
Nerves were frayed and patience thin
And the labs a little fusty.
Go away from here, young Gorgon,
Grinn’d the sicario with glee.
There’s really nothing for to see
Unless you want to see my gun.
So I promptly did take off
With a discreet little cough
And in a bit of mild shock.
May you prosper, Mr Spock,
Let us all go for pot luck.
Oh, I love you Novichok!
Novichok, Novichok, Novichok.