More Rhymes for Our Times Dept.

Election Rhymes

By Phundria's Doggerel and Limericks Dept.

Oh Dear...

• Oh dear! What can the matter be -
• Ann Widdecombe's locked in a privatised lavatory.
• She'll be stuck from Sunday to Saturday,
• The funds for the staff are not there!
• Oh dear! What can the matter be -
• Wee Willie Hague dropping gaffes several times a week.
• At this hectic rate he'll see his votes turn and flee,
• And they'll never get in again - EVER!

Nonentities

• A couple of nonentities were sitting on a fence -
• One was shadow Minister in charge of our Defence.
• The other was a good ole' boy, a Texas lad we hear
• (the one whose silly lassie's just been done for drinking beer).
• It's folks like these who want to build a shield in outer space -
• A sort of high-tech farce to shield the whole United States.
• But truth to tell it's money talking loudly once again -
• To pay back US companies who paid for his campaign.
• So if you vote the Tories in (there's risk with Labour too)
• There's every chance they'll put our hard-earned taxes down the loo,
• To pay for this quite monstrous scheme which will likely fail to work -
• Instead of on our own dear land - what a pair of utter berks!