Okay so Mandelson and co couldn’t negotiate their way into a paper bag. If it weren’t so sad, it would be laughable. And now we have Lord Chancellor Clarke in charge of Justice! Time to resurrect a New Statesman poem from 1994 –
Unemployment ‘fell’ to 2,661,000. “Low expenditure is the key to lower taxes,” said Kenneth Clarke. Henry Mancini died.
Bluer than a bird
That’s messing on the Third Estate:
Whatever you’re saying
Is way past its date.
You’re daft as a lavaTory brush
(You’re bound to get the brush-off,see):
You’re making the same painful sound
As muzak all around
Or Huckleberry Hound…
Moon drivel! Stuff me.
Moon drivel, chasing after votes,
There’s such a lot of votes you’ve cost.
You’re bound for one fatal poll
To drop you in the hole,
Hushpuppies on the dole.
Moon drivel, get lost.