National Disgrace

[MystyrMystyry]

Just heard it on the news, and it makes me frown:
There's a whole fresh pile of bullshi t goin' down;
The Prime Minister's Monkeys will take the stand
(Such a difference from sitting on their hands)
So tune in to your telly and prepare to be shocked -
There they'll be with their public lives defrocked,
Disclosing the backbiting and infighting that occurred
In the build up to the disaster of this particular turd;
Watch them squirm in their seats as allegations are read,
As accusations fly over the way their lives are led;
Revelations and lies when they mount their defence -
'What graft? What corruption?' An amnesial offence!
An explosion of insults erupt to shake the house,
They quickly scamper to cover their tracks these louse;
The laws they'd held themselves above now retard -
What's at stake is their pensions and perhaps a goldcard,
Not reputations (already dragged through the mud);
Parliament's floor and walls splattered with blood;
Sit back with some crisps, grab another beer:
The fight's getting nasty: watch it through fingers, watch it in fear!