The Cowardly Lion's holed up somewhere
Number 10, no doubt, or maybe Chequers
Moggster opines 'One does not really care...'
No Sunark can escape these Bozzman wreckers
'To Westminster, Brave Cronies in Chariots of Fire
Pretty will lead our Spite Brigade charge
Burnished by bigotry; galvanized by ire;
No prejudice too small for a Bully-at-Large
Through Trafalgar the Butties sauntered
Dippy Dorris bringing up the rear
'I'm an MP, Bystanders' she taunted
'Mid Beds Burghers . Get me outta here!!'
Onward, onward strode the 6 Bunglers
Jacco Berry had now joined the band
'Cuthroat Jake's with us' Bozzman thunders
Let's die-in-a-ditch; Let's make our last stand!'
'Come my Avengers. Get Sunarkxit done!'
The Motleys round Whitehall and teeter into Downing
Kuenssberg's there waiting and a chap from the Sun
Is this revolution or just more Bozzman clowning?
'What business with The Sunark?' asks Ms. K
'Is it to praise or Berry the Apostate?'
'One seeks only to Pro-rogue, One might say...'
Moggster attempts to divert and obfuscate.
'No time to stand here bandying chat'
spits Pretty pressing on to number10
'We're here to face down the puny rat
I'm Nemesis; the Chastener of feeble men'
Pretty raps feverishly the knocker to Number 10. Who will answer the Door? Is the Sunark heading for the Escape Tunnel? Is that the noise of his personal helicopter with Sunark's Bestie flying in to the rescue? Only Part 3 will tell. Don't miss!



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