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Jeremy Corbyn, Let's Call Him

Jeremy Corbyn, let's call him A Russian, a traitor, a spy Dress him in red With a cat on his head And wait for the rumours to fly Jeremy Corbyn, let's say he's Hitler in curious guise Paint him with blood And then pelt him with mud And see if it sticks as it dries Jeremy Corbyn, let's call him What shall we call him today? Make him the king Of a paedophile ring And a lover of Anton LaVey Jeremy Corbyn, let's say he's A demon, a liar, a freak The sum of our fears And there's other ideas But you'll just have to wait Till next week © Gail Foster March 31st 2018

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