Gail Foster Poet Rhyme

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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