Sunday 5 January 2020

The wrong kind of weirdo

Bright kids like to shock it’s true
But few do so by turning blue
Dom liked to read up in his room –
Adam Smith and David Hume

Imbibing at their dismal art
Marked this peculiar kid apart
As curious as a flightless bird
Throwback, misfit, spod and nerd

In his musty Tory tent
There was no enlightenment
Reactionaries turned him on
Instead of re-vol-ut-ion

He liked to wear their apparel
Absorbed their crap ideas as well
Racism and bigotry
Selfishness, misanthropy

Thatcher was an utter joy
To this twisted Tory boy
And as the Tories screwed the poor
He hung around at their back door

Howard ‘something of the night’
Noticed that the lad was bright
Gove gave him another spin
Then Bojo said, I’ll let you in

On you I'd like to take a punt
Why don't you come round to the front
I see you are a disruptor
A student of the art of war

There will always be a path
For the ambitious psychopath
Thin-lipped thugs in Burberry
Superior in bastardry

Gollums wearing quilted jackets
Skilled in hate and mathematics
Soon Britain will be great again –
Genocide and porcelain

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