Second Chance Encounter with the PM in a Crowded Pub

Ah! You still here?
It can’t be just the pleasant beer.
But as I was saying
Before those press boys came a-baying.
I’m sort of just a regular guy
With all that that then can imply.

Those Tories were a heinous crowd
In whom the country can’t be proud.
Our fortunes they had truly wasted
By sleaze, dishonoured and emaciated.
I’m sort of just a regular guy
With all that that then can imply.

A new dawn breaks from heaven’s east
And we shall all be newly policed.
A new dawn our children shall salute
Whence comes sweet sunshine unpollute.
I’m sort of just a regular guy
With all that that then can imply.

Don’t delve too deep for you may touch me
Cause me to wobble rather than to spin, see.
To rent and change this country, I’m avowed
With foreign fields awash and bloody bowed.
I’m sort of just a regular guy
With all that that then can imply.

 

2007

 

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