The Abbott’s been defrocked…

The Abbott’s been defrocked…

With the advent of the Turdball’s PMship, and the apparent demise of the Abbott, followed by his promise to be a good team player   😯   who won’t destabilise or whiteant, this poem was just waiting to be written.     😀

And as that promise, immediately went the way of  the Dodo, and Abbott’s other promises, and Turdball has already shown himself to be just another LNP Turdbullshitter, it’s hardly surprising that there are already major problems for the current iteration of the LNP, and I use the term loosely, “government”   😯

The Abbott’s been defrocked…

 

The Abbott’s been defrocked

And it’s not a pretty sight

With his budgie smugglers glowing

In the Turdballs shining light

With Jules Bitch-chops turned traitor

And the mincing poodle too

And over half his party room

Dumping Abbott in the poo

😛

The polls said people hated him

So they knew he had to go

But the Abbott’s grand delusion told him

He must run the show

And the Turdball’s a pretender

Truly hated by the right

And his pugilistic attitude meant

He was ready for a fight

😯

But the backroom machinations

Were beyond the Abbott’s nous

As the Turdball schemed and plotted

With the shills from Menzies house

But in securing a majority

He was digging a big hole

And the only way to fill it

Was to sell his right wing soul

😈

So he discarded all his principles

And his ideology

And signed up to the rabid right

For to lead the LNP

And just scraping in the numbers

He engineered his coup

Knowing fully what he promised

Would serve up a motley crew

👿

But he persevered so doggedly

Until he won the day

Telling lies and obfuscating

In the good old Liberal way

With a coterie of nut-jobs

Who all want their pound of flesh

And will never let him dictate terms

On policies that are fresh

🙄

So he chose the only cabinet

His supporters would allow

With Bitch-cops as his deputy

The rabid right wing cow

And Malcontent Be-Rough

As special minister of state

Responsible for integrity

As well as Ashbygate

😈

While Wyatt Roy and Chrissy Pyne

Were warming the front bench

Along with many others

That were tainted by the stench

But he dumped the Abbott’s treasurer

Joe Hockey was replaced

By Snott Morescum from the rabid right

Who’s obviously two faced

😕

While the Abbott said he’d tow the line

And be a good team player

Whilst hiding in the shadows

Like a Liberal Vampire slayer

He said whiteanting’s not his style

But as usual Abbott lied

And he just won’t give up till the Turdball’s

PMship is fried

😛

So he’ll sit there on the back bench

And he’ll wear his sickly smile

As he backgrounds Muddicks Journos

With his venom and his bile

To destabilise the moderates

Who stabbed him in the back

Encouraging division

And exploiting every crack

😯

And he didn’t have to wait too long

For corruptions ugly head

To rise above the parapet

Of a problem they hoped was dead

The theft of Slipper’s diary

Which may prove the smoking gun

That shoots the Turdball in the foot

And means his honeymoon is done

😛

The Abbott’s been defrocked

But he isn’t down and out

Cos the rabid right still love him

And his pugilistic clout

His ambition still burns brightly

Though his talent falls well short

But to give him credit where it’s due

He’s a master of the rort

😈

And the moral of the story is

You shouldn’t sell your soul

Or shirtfront a mad pugilist

Who’s a rabid right arsehole

As it may come back to bite you

Cos a bully’s never done

And in the rabid LNP

Of morals there are none

😛

Meme courtesy of Biggy