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when mandelson, once by protection enclustered,
was struck on the dial by a salvo of custard.
the great man, far-sightedly wearing a scarf
had reduced the potential for damage by half.
and thus he remained of sang-froid and unflustered.

the chance of attacking a minister’s slender
if police are on hand to repel the offender
but since mandy’s minders have long been forgot
our hero was there; his detectives were not
so she wanged him the custard and strolled off the plot.

he was taken aback as the miscreant lunged
but his suit, sharply-cut from the finest of worsted
had repelled almost all of the malcontent’s custard
so despite being uncompromisingly gunged
he returned tout de suite with the custard expunged.

the chucker escaped with apparent impunity
but doesn’t hold undiplomatic immunity.

so let’s hope that soon she is brought into custody
where doubtless she’ll claim the missile was just custardy.

but what if some weapon of mass destruction had
been furtively mixed with this culinary emulsion.
though seemingly just a green-tinted comestible
it’s damaging effects might have been inestimable.

or not