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| Campaign – a poem by Carol Ann Duffy exclusively for the Guardian | Campaign – a poem by Carol Ann Duffy exclusively for the Guardian |
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| In which her body was a question-mark | In which her body was a question-mark |
| querying her lies; her mouth a ballot-box that bit the hand that fed. Her eyes? They swivelled for a jackpot win. Her heart was a stolen purse; | querying her lies; her mouth a ballot-box that bit the hand that fed. Her eyes? They swivelled for a jackpot win. Her heart was a stolen purse; |
| her rhetoric an empty vicarage, the windows smashed. | her rhetoric an empty vicarage, the windows smashed. |
| Then her feet grew sharp stilettos, awkward. | Then her feet grew sharp stilettos, awkward. |
| Then she had balls, believe it. | Then she had balls, believe it. |
| When she woke, | When she woke, |
| her nose was bloody, difficult. | her nose was bloody, difficult. |
| The furious young | The furious young |
| ran towards her through the fields of wheat. | ran towards her through the fields of wheat. |
| Carol Ann Duffy | Carol Ann Duffy |
| Poet laureate | Poet laureate |
| Poetry | Poetry |
| Theresa May | Theresa May |
| General election 2017 | General election 2017 |