He is of very noble lineage
Dating from the 11th
century
And is so posh he
considers
The Royal’s to be new
money
He is of very noble lineage
Dating from the 11th
century
And is so posh he
considers
The Royal’s to be new
money
I overdosed on food colouring
I thought I could have
died
But the Doctor
reassured me,
Though I dyed a little
inside
I wrote a song about a Tortilla
And it was really crap
But I should say in my
defence
It was more of a Wrap
Terrible Theresa
Strong and stable
Tried to grow her
majority
But wasn’t able
From there on in
Her decent was rapid
As her premiership
Became increasingly
vapid
But now every day
We reach yet another
low
The obvious conclusion
Is that May must go
May and Corbyn are equally
Hapless as their
party’s leader
They’re so bad you
wouldn’t ask
Either of them to lead
a Conga
May and Corbyn’s ineptitude
Has left us all agog
You wouldn’t trust either one
To even lead a Dog
As Neville Chamberlain did before
May went on an arse
kissing tour
Begging crumbs from the
EU table
Portraying us to all, as
weak and feeble