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Doctor, my husband has died
Why?
To annoy me.
What did he  do?
He was alive
You mean his existence annoyed you
That plus him demanding his hankies be boiled in a pan
And did you boil the sheets as well?
Doctor have you ever seen pan big enough for a sheet?
A sheet of paper,maybe
Why would one boil paper? We don’t sleep on it
I could boil the Daily Mail
Be cruel and burn it.I did and see how good I look
Will you marry me?
I am your patient
Be more patient and I’ ll  cross you off my list
Why, have you a  list of all your future wives
Now, there’s an idea

Illiterate and obese   my cat is kind
Her fur is clean and shiny,she is groomed
She eats my dinner  then she reads my mind

Shall I shame her,tell her she’ll go blind
Fantasising  while she’s in  my room?
Illiterate and obese, my cat  is kind

She  thinks Boris Johnson has resigned
He will dance but only to his tunes
He steals my dinner, taxing is refined

When in doubt, attack the weak and blind
Tax their indoor bathrooms,feel no gloom
The illiterate and obese, I find more kind

All my words have  vanished,I declined
Trust no other till you’re sure we’re doomed
Don’t taintl my  dreams, I’m paranoid, I mind

Now we’re governed by that Eton loon
He broke the law they’ll purge him very soon
Illiterate and obese, the poor are kind
They saw Jesus Christ   get  sent to Mind

When Britain first was the top dog
Who ruled the world  from a high hog
Who killed the natives  stole their gold
Even had the Middle East on hold
We’ve ruled,   from Eton Grammar School
 They had the accent  still not over-ruled
Went to Oxford to  learn how to debate
All we got left now is   pramfulls,loads of hate
This was the moment the moment sane folk want
Boris Johnson walks the plank
Manners and accent mislead ,confuse
Feeling entitled to gold and  the best pews
This is the moment but who will take the lead?
Where is the decent person Britain needs
Fooled Britiannia,Britons foooled now rave.
Britons ,like Canute, try to rule the waves

I’m a criminal but I’m ok
My name is Boris,I  lie all night
I”m the dictator of the whole UK

This is real, it’s not a Play
My lies are true, so that’s alright
I’m a criminal but I’m ok

I’ve heard of Icarus,wings of clay
But I am cleverer  and I bite
I”m the dictator of the whole UK

I will  never resign like Mrs May
I’m  sent by God, I’ve seen the light
I’m a criminal but I’m ok

The flames are hot, there’s Hell to pay.
I’m an Englishman full of might
And the dictator who never preys

All in all our lives are  trite
I’m convinced that black is white
I’m a criminal but I’m ok
I”m the dictator; who backtopped Eire?