David’s Leaving Do

17 Jul

The Mark Hurst Blog

It started with a cheery toast,
Chin chins and upraised tinctures
Then May turned up, dressed to the nines
Which tightened several sphincters

Hunt looked quite at ease tho,
Gave a supercilious grin
At the sound of floor connecting
With Theresa Villier’s chin

Gove slipped out the back door
Osborne called a cab
Nicky Morgan got a heartfelt, moving
Sext from Stephen Crabb

The starter got a mixed response
Strange tasting, not much fat
Dave sighed, all misty-eyed, and said
‘I’m gonna miss that fucking Cat’

There were fine wines and a suckling pig
With an apple in it’s gob
Which the head chef had inserted
To head off David’s knob

Boris couldn’t make it
He was on a foreign jolly
In his place they put a mop-head
With a sign on: ‘I’M A WALLY’

With jibes at Turkey, Canada,
Russia, Germany and France
His official job description,is now

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