THE GREEN EYE OF THE LITTLE YELLOW SOD
There's a desolute labour 'idol'
Who's taken residence in No. 10
Replacing the discredited Emporer Aartone, in a trice
And that hardened hearted numptie
Still raises two fingers up at us
And you all must admit, that it isn't very nice.
He is known as 'Maestro Gurden'
By the Veterans of the MBVA
And he is dumber than they were inclined to tell
But for all his prevarication
At the welfare of the nation
His u-turn has all the makings of a bad smell.
For all his ardent desire to belong
He couldn't tell that he was wrong
When he chose to ignore the fight4's, fervent plea
In an act of diabolical debasement
He ignored our factual statement
Our righteous cause will soon bring him to his knees.
You can smell the awful pong
When he said he loved us all along
And we all owed the country a degree of loyalty
It has not cost them a single penny
Giving PJMs to the deserving many
And we will give you that information just for free.
You can stop you're useless prattle
About what it's like to be in battle
Amidst the heat and the gunfire's acrid smoke
In the confusion and the noise
Shoulder to shoulder with the 'boys'
You'll more than find that it's no longer just a joke.
Now it really doesn't matter
If the 'suits' are getting fatter
And presumably just hanging on to get their OBEs
So loudly weep into your tissues
As we take such urgent issues
And we're not respectfully asking 'if you please'
We can just hear the great commotion
As we announced that our promotion
For unrestricted right to wear our hard earned medal
Honestly, this will phase yer
What an insult to Malaysia
Undignified as they misdirect Parliament and back pedal.
As for the brave and (un)civil heroes
Who's courage, counted in many zeros
Have had the temerity to misdirect Her Majesty the Queen
Well it isn't decent or very proper
And one day, they'll come a cropper
Apposite, it would be better, if they were neither heard, nor seen.
What a brave and heady gamble
In a carefully prepared preamble
We stuffed their woolly heads with nowt but honest reason
So instead of singing Christmas carols
We let them have it with both barrels
That 'Ministerial statement' now amounted to 'bleedin' treason.
Let's not forget all of our heros
Not the ones with all the zeros
Who's painstaking and valiant efforts did not go unsung
From their tasks they'd not departed
For they are the great stout hearted
It should be apparent that those Civil serpents should be hung.
To the cognoscenti and the discerning
Of our application we are yearning
Will be treated with all due courtesy and respect
But we've seen their double dealing
To them it's apparently quite appealing
So we now know that it's just something to expect.
My apologies to Milton Hayes, who wrote the original 'The Green Eye of the little Yellow God'.
Arthur
