The Curmudgeon

YOU'LL COME FOR THE CURSES. YOU'LL STAY FOR THE MUDGEONRY.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Kindred Spirits

He worked just hard enough to rise
To power through his family ties.
Back-benchers in eternal strife
Were oft a blight upon his life.
He promised change and consultation,
Delivered state decapitation;
And where the ladies felt repressed
His government would do its best
With token measures to appease
The deadly feminist disease.
In law and order he believed;
By hate speech was sincerely grieved,
And any bit of nasty blogging
Was duly answered with a flogging.
Withal, he ran a charming court,
All guns and coshes British-bought -
No wonder our Head Boy is so
Sincerely sad to see him go.

2 Comments:

  • At 6:47 pm , Anonymous The Judge said...

    I'm glad you got in first (as ever). Still, it's a pity to waste:

    A chum of the 'procurement' crowd,
    Corrupt, depraved, demented.
    Let us now praise Abdullah Sa'ud;
    Gone - but not lamented

     
  • At 8:43 pm , Blogger Philip said...

    Abdullah's gone for all to miss;
    Crusaders for Democracy
    Have not lost such a chum as this
    Since poor Muammar Gaddafi.

     

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