There is a magical ability,
To answer a question without substance,
Something mastered by Boris Johnson.
Even those from the Tory camp,
Are fed up of this wet champ,
Who cannot give a straight stance.
Mr hindsight is is favorite song,
Captain Catchup is what he’s become,
Nothing but a joke of a man.
Watching him on Prime Minister’s Questions,
Is like watching a child deny their intentions,
And lie or divert when faced with fact.
I cannot be the only one,
Sick of my country being run by this man,
If we can get him out, as he’d say, lets get it done.
So the next time you are at the dispatch box,
I have just one request for you Mr Johnson,
Please just answer the damn question!
©The Pesky Poet
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