1.
The Nats most magnificent troll
Said: “I’ve just found a fiscal black hole
so impossibly big
that Grant cannot dig
Labour out before the next poll!”
2.
A Year Thirteen wag asked Jacinda
If she’d thought about going on Tinder.
“Not for a while”,
She said with a smile.
“My cell-phone gets burned to a cinder!”
3.
Winston Peters is down in the dumps.
“Just when things were coming up Trump”,
Wails the wily old fox,
“Labour learns how to box
And Jacinda sets fire to the stump!”
4.
“Well, this is a fine how’d you do!”
Says James to what’s left of his crew.
“Haven’t I always said,
That it’s green – and not red –
Which will get us all out of the blue?”
5.
Shouted Gareth, “I smell a rat!
Or, perhaps, what I smell is a Nat?
TOP’s ideas are so great
They won’t let us debate.
Anybody would think we’re a cat!”
Didn’t know you were also a bit of a poet Chris.
With thanks to Humpty Dumpty….
Billy-boy English looked at the poll,
Billy-boy English had a great fall,
All the Blue Dragons, and all MSM,
Couldn’t put Billy back on top again!
There once was a farmer called Bill
Who was used to pulling the wool
But when Kiwis forelocks were parted
They realized that what he had started
Had the hallmarks of a ‘born to rule’.
There once was a man called Joyce
Who was English’s only choice
Despite failing economics
He still gave Labour some stick
But all said he should’ve saved his voice
My sides are hurting. Thank you
Chris you made me bloody laugh mate!!
I love this one so much;
Shouted Gareth, “I smell a rat!
Or, perhaps, what I smell is a Nat? Ha ha ha ha ha ah ah ah.
“He was a poet but didn’t know it”
Jacinda sat down on her tuffet
And observed all the National muppets
Thought Jacinda to self,
‘ These muppets are all mouth
and they all need a good telling off !!!’.
So Joyce screamed loud at the pillion
To the tune of eleven cool billion
He said it was true !
That he knew better than me
and a lot better than you ,-
His word against 4.8 million !
Come English, come Joyce
and come Tolley
It seems like their all off their trolleys,
With Bennett and Bridges, Collins
And Gerry,
Tis’ the election time scramble for lollies !
There once was a wheedler called Key
Who’s growing unpopularity , – caused him to flee
His austerity measures
caused divers displeasure’s
That the Mayor and the country could see !
So the wheedler went on his way,
Leaving Billy boy in charge of the fray
Then along did come Joyce
-and despite dildo of choice,
caused Billy to lose on the day !
Now there are some right wingers would say,
The Greens have lost all their way
But the ones screaming most,
Are the ones who did boast
That Labour and Greens could not play !
So now in mere month it has turned
Former mocking laughter is spurned,
Along came Adern ,
took away their fourth term
and their Dirty Politics
That they had learned !
There was once an old man called Joyce
Who Cosby and Textor gave voice
Joyce looked for a hole
But found a dildo
And now is on the dole not by choice.
SPLAT !
🙂
The double dipping doolan from Dipton?
Joyce the voice of choice ?
When patrickgowernz
had a neuron pop in his head,
he coined #Ladyquake,
but the ladies said “wait!
We only say that word in bed!”
Child poverty rates not getting smaller
If you want action, she’s just a staller
Sort out the homeless?
Nup, she’s just boneless
Why the fuck would you vote for Paula?
The planet is just getting hotter
Of useful action there’s not a lotta
Don’t wanna be rude
But we’re probably screwed
The respite? Lame verse from His Socialistness, Chris Trotter.
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