So farewell Jacques Chirac, the late/
Conservative French head of state,/
A man of some stature,/
Who said about Thatcher/
“Does she want my balls on a plate?”///
So farewell Jacques Chirac, the late/
Conservative French head of state,/
A man of some stature,/
Who said about Thatcher/
“Does she want my balls on a plate?”///
Trump’s courting Ukraine to harm Biden/
Got Nancy Pelosi deciden/
This serious breach meant/
Some grounds for impeachment,/
Which may be expected to widen.///
Presiding in court, Lady Hale/
Made clear Johnson’s mark was a fail,/
And ruling as one/
Against what he’d done,/
The judges were not pro-rogue male.
As tourism firm Thomas Cook/
Leaves low-paid employees in shtook/
Its chiefs see no onus,/
In terms of their bonus,/
On them to give back what they took.///
Old Boris de Pfeffel, as Mayor/
Allegedly failed to declare/
He let the odd penny for/
Brit firms go to Jennifer/
With whom he was in an affair.///
John Humphrys, a BBC anchor,/
Retired and then ranted with rancour/
At those who had paid/
The money that made/
Him one very rich right-wing wanker.///
A yard where bull semen was stowed/
Caught fire and went on to explode;/
The fire crews were dumbstruck,/
As vials of come struck/
By blasts began shooting their load.///
Perceiving the level of odium,/
Brave Boris abandoned the podium,/
The brown-trousered haste/
With which the man raced/
Suggesting a need for immodium.///
The PM declares he is Hulk/
Whose monstrous and infantile sulk/
Will make him grow muscles;/
Officials in Brussels/
Reply “What the actual fulk?”///
A house that was ever so old/
Was robbed by some burglars so bold/
Who, flushed with success,/
Now proudly possess/
A lavish lav, fashioned from gold.///