The Third of November
Johnson, Treason and Plot
I know of no reason
why the Johnson Treason
should ever be forgot
BJ and his companions
Did the scheme contrive
To overthrow MPs and Parliament
for cronyism to thrive
A three line whip from above
To approve the committee’s overthrow
But, by providence, him they catch
With a dark purpose and a yellow thatch
A stick and a shake
For Paterson’s sake!
If you won’t give me 100,000
I’ll take two
the better for me
and the worse for you
A vote! A vote! Justice to choke
A penn’orth of shame but coronas to smoke
A pint of Brexit to wash it down
And a seat in the Lords to reward ‘em
Holloa, boys! Holloa boys! Make the bells ring!
Holloa, boys! To Marbella, boys! And nobody pays a thing!
Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray!
(with apologies to the old folk rhyme)