Illiterate and obese

I wrote this when Boris Johnson was prime minister

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 that 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 taint 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