Drago
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Poetry is a wonderful thing...
There was a young man named Trump,
And porn stars he did like to bump,
But it all went quite wrong,
When the papers cottoned on,
And now the big man has the hump.
There was a young Prez named Bill,
And Monica he made feel quite ill,
But his Missus found out,
And at Bill she did shout,
And now they're both over the hill.
There is a dictator named Vlad,
And he really is quite rather bad,
The Crimea he invades,
To impress girls and get laid,
And that made NATO quite sad.
There was a dictator called Kim,
And he was quite fat, none to slim,
On the red button he puked,
And fired his nuke,
And now the deep bunker he is in.
There was an anti Semite named Jez,
Who's views were as red as a Fez,
But he loved Diane Abbott,
Though much out of habit,
And now his party's a mess.
There was a young lady named May,
Who's election was a pretty bad day,
She promised strong and stable,
But to deliver was unable,
And now the pound is worth less than hay.
There's was an old man named Juncker,
Who in truth was a lover of bankers,
But he hates the UK,
And loathes Brexit all day,
But we know he's a J Arther Ranker.
There is a young man named Macron,
Who's Wife is as old as his Mum,
But he doesn't care,
And still has his own hair,
And a corset to hold in his tum.
There was a young lady named Nicky,
Who was a wee bit nit picky,
See, it's her North Sea Oil,
For which the American firms toiled,
And her moaning makes us all feel quite sicky.
There was a young man named Trump,
And porn stars he did like to bump,
But it all went quite wrong,
When the papers cottoned on,
And now the big man has the hump.
There was a young Prez named Bill,
And Monica he made feel quite ill,
But his Missus found out,
And at Bill she did shout,
And now they're both over the hill.
There is a dictator named Vlad,
And he really is quite rather bad,
The Crimea he invades,
To impress girls and get laid,
And that made NATO quite sad.
There was a dictator called Kim,
And he was quite fat, none to slim,
On the red button he puked,
And fired his nuke,
And now the deep bunker he is in.
There was an anti Semite named Jez,
Who's views were as red as a Fez,
But he loved Diane Abbott,
Though much out of habit,
And now his party's a mess.
There was a young lady named May,
Who's election was a pretty bad day,
She promised strong and stable,
But to deliver was unable,
And now the pound is worth less than hay.
There's was an old man named Juncker,
Who in truth was a lover of bankers,
But he hates the UK,
And loathes Brexit all day,
But we know he's a J Arther Ranker.
There is a young man named Macron,
Who's Wife is as old as his Mum,
But he doesn't care,
And still has his own hair,
And a corset to hold in his tum.
There was a young lady named Nicky,
Who was a wee bit nit picky,
See, it's her North Sea Oil,
For which the American firms toiled,
And her moaning makes us all feel quite sicky.
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