The Tory advisory board/
Will offer, if you can afford/
A six-figure sum/
To Boris’s chum,/
Top access, by way of reward.///
The Tory advisory board/
Will offer, if you can afford/
A six-figure sum/
To Boris’s chum,/
Top access, by way of reward.///
A couple of crack-selling wallies/
Are now doing time for their follies;/
Pursued by the peelers,/
The freewheeling dealers/
Crashed into some Morrison’s trollies.///
A woman advising a state/
That’s leaving it terribly late/
To stop global warming/
Has done some brainstorming,/
And asks that you don’t rinse your plate.///
A man from the party in power/
Instructed us all not to cower,/
For now they’re desirous/
We live with a virus/
Let rip by this absolute shower.///
Unnamed politicians impart/
Fresh news of how Covid can start:/
Significant data’s/
Emerging on flatus,/
Suggesting transmission by fart.///
The chiefs of the U-nited Kingdom,/
In thrall to chaotic Right-wingdom,/
Said “Freedom is here!/
Go clubbing! Drink beer!”/
Then when people did so they pingdom.///
The richest bloke anyone’s seen has
Now visited space, if not Venus,
The cash from your pocket
Financing a rocket
That looks like a 60-foot penis.
The Chancellor and the PM/
Said quarantine wasn’t for them,/
Till public reaction/
Provoked a retraction,/
Another comms policy gem.///
A news channel new to TV/
Declared itself home of the free/
With space for dissenters,/
But cancels presenters/
For brazenly taking the knee.///
A football supporter so dumb/
He stuck a lit flare up his bum/
And watched his arse smoke/
Said cider and coke/
Had rendered his buttocks quite numb.//