It's raining at Lord's so I've been knitting this. And now I'll try one on Eric Pickles, the fattest cabinet minister and a Yorkshireman to boot. Rough beast.. slouches...
Cleggmania Cured
Cleggie, are you quaking
Over promises a-breaking?
Bobby-dazzling on the telly
Deliquescing into jelly?
With the Labour luvvies baying,
Sabotaging what you’re saying,
With the teeny-boppers booing,
Cos you don’t know what you’re doing,
With the Beeb expending time on
Smarming up to Simple Simon,
With the boozers and the blaggers
And the fellows at The Staggers,
All united in their judging
That you’re feeble and you’re fudging,
As the ghost of Gladstone sits up,
And the wunderkind goes tits up.
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