Captain Capsize
At it again
A parrot parody Churchill
Just more transgressions
No cane
Although he's exactly like that useless prop
Vain
A flimsy facsimile
Mumble and jumble
The bumbles reign
As long as he's feigning
What it's like to be humble
When he's actually failing
Each and every tiring day
He might as well gargle a Romeo y Julieta
We're choking on regurgitated toxic fumes mate
Whilst he's deep in the dressing-up room
Leveling down
Costumes and panto
The Demon King, the Cosplay Cunt
Spreading hate
Building back better
(than the last 12 years)
For his £800 a roll wallpaper
A must for every Alpha Male
Who will he be this Tuesday?
Mr. Ben!
Not one-half of the flowerpot men
Our flobalobalob PM
A beaming visage in high-visibility
Hard hat protecting blows from tank-topped bumboys
Adorning the front page of the Daily Fail
Nailed under another bent headline
Or far-fetched tale
What dress is the Duchess wearing today?
When what they mean is
Ssshhh. Look this way!
Wear your poppy with pride OK?
Immigrants are coming to suck and prey
On what you have left
When it's our honourable friends who have left you bereft
Distraction is the name of the game
Ducking and diving, blame and blame
Our hero of the Tory party
Searching for the afterparty
quaffs fine Cristal champagne
Chin chin.....
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Author:
Audite Degenerem (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Knocked this one up some time ago, when it was still very relevant, but didn't finish it. As the mumbling, privileged prick is technically still in power until tomorrow, I thought I'd post it anyway.
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