Smear Starmer sifts through Tory shite,
Turns screws on victims upon rack,
Presents himself whiter than white,
Wears stab vest tight across his back.

Across chamber brickbats do fly,
Our man in Kyiv drops clanger,
More lambs line up for sacrifice,
Rishi waves his bankers wanger.

Tory Chairman muffs alibis,
Hunt trots out more lies upon lies,
Longer, stronger, picket lines,
Old new government threatens fines.

King calls for people volunteers,
Help Out he says, no wages! Cheers!
Let’s all give something for nothing,
We might as well, we’re used to it.

Harry Rogers in The Melon Sorbet Room, 27th January 2023