Noblesse Oblige

O rah for the Bullingdon lads,
Their PR and rah-rah and ads!
Six years on the grab,
Now parking their flab
In multiple luxury pads!

O rah for the Bullingdon lads,
Those charming wee chubby-cheeked cads!
Machine-gunning gooks
And cooking the books
From toil of their tax-dodging dads!

O rah for the Bullingdon lads,
Their sweet little foibles and fads!
We humble proles might
Have all our belts tight,
But plenty of cream for the spads!

Gideon Fatwick