Argonia
Happy go licky
Poor old Bercow. He loved looking at himself in the mirror in his fine little cloths and vestements. But Narcissus can't make love to Echo. He has no place in the Republc whatsoever other than to attend a JobCentre Plus and be grilled as to why on earth he hasn't kept his little job diary up to date in his terrible weak spidery little handwriting. What kind of employer will invite him to an interview?Maybe Bercow will fancy having a go.