An Amicable Parting

To Dacre in his bunker came Lord Haw-Haw Rothermere:
"Here's two point six eight million; go spend it in good cheer."
Said Dacre to Lord Rothermere: "Now that's a bit of luck.
About time too, you penny-pinching fucking cunting fuck."
Said Rothermere to Dacre: "You're polite beyond your league,
So just clear out your desk and make it nice for Geordie Grieg."
Said Dacre to Lord Rothermere: "You're giving me the punt?
You cunting fucking cunting fucking cunting fucking cunt."

D A Crapule