Said the Abbott to the Bishop, take 2!

Said the Abbott to the Bishop, take 2!

The Minister for pussy claws

Abbott having a good belly grin

After the recent madness in our political arena, I thought a bit of light relief would be in order   😀   and what better way than to revisit a theme I looked at back in April.

Said the Abbott to the Bishop…

The truth is that I was pretty despondent after Julia’s demise, and wasn’t sure how the inspiration would take me, but when she told us to continue the fight, I knew that that was the only thing that we could and should do.

So with that in mind, I looked to the gift that keeps on giving… Abbott and his LNP   😀     and here is the result.   😀

Said The Abbott To The Bishop, Take 2.

 

Said the Abbott to the Bishop

There’s now more work to be done

As this damned election campaign

Is looking less and less like fun

Our credibility’s all but shot

Our policies just won’t work

And Rudd keeps asking for debates

To make me look a jerk

😯

And they said you were a lawyer

So I thought you’d be quite smart

But you really dumped us in it

With your Indonesian brain fart

Cos you left the door wide open

For K Rudd to walk straight in

And do us over big time

Using our own brand of spin

😦

How dare he play by our rules

Drumming up a load of fear

The man just has no scruples

I’ll bet next he’ll try some smear

Just because he is the PM

He thinks he’s got some clout

But I’ll show him how a real man acts

I’ll punch the bastard out

🙄

Said the Abbott to the poodle

Dummy spits are not enough

You need to talk some policy

Instead of spin and fluff

On educational reform

They’ve got us by the nuts

So stop your dummy spitting

Cos you’re looking like a klutz

😯

Said the Abbott to the Turd Ball

We could win the broadband game

But it’s hard to sell a policy

When Fraudband is its name

I know you invented the internet

But our creds have copped a hit

Cos when it comes to talking broadband

Our policy is shit

😦

We need a plan to spin it out

To make it sound just great

To counteract their NBN

Before it is too late

So get your act together

And use your bankers nous

Cos I need to take up residence

In Kirribilli House

🙄

Said the Abbott to Scott Morrisscum

The experts all agree

That turning refugee boats around

Is never safe, at sea

Cos those bloody people smugglers

Will scuttle their fishing boat

To make sure that our policy is

Something else that just won’t float

😯

So go and find your own expert

To claim that it will work

Cos those bloody Indonesians

Make me look, a raving jerk

And Rudd has credibility

Cos he was a diplomat

And I can’t take questions on this policy

Just take off like a scalded cat

🙄

Said the Abbott to the LNP

Uncle Rupert’s dropped the ball

He promised I could win this

If I kept my target small

But Rudd is much more popular

And he plays the game like us

And our plan for domination

Is leaving on his bus.

😦

Said the voters to the Abbott,

You hitched your wagon to the press

And the moguls, media spin machines

And now you’re in a mess

Cos you’ve spent this whole term running

From hard questions that were asked

And you haven’t developed policies

And now that time has passed

😯

And we now need questions answered

With truth and common sense

Not airy fairy promises based on

Motherhood statements

So stop your obfuscation

Your weaving and you dodging

Or when the election comes around

You’ll get a royal flogging.

😀

It’s all good cos uncle Rupert loves me Nyahahahahahaha.