When I think of Andrew Robb
I want to cry, suppress a sob.
He always looks so very sad.
I see now why he feels so bad,
Out of sorts and feeling blue,
Having to choose between those two.
Caught twixt Machismo and Narcism?
Either way he’s stuck with Masochism.
MY NOTE This was a PS to thoughts in my pome re Hockey, this idea of Robb caught between Abbott and Turnbull. Imagine being a diagnosed depressive trying to work with, between or around those two, much less three if you include Hockey!