In my mind's eye, I see this great wall And behind it we'll have such a ball. It's manned by bald eagles - Keeps us free of illegals - I'll be re-elected next fall!
Building walls is a question of will Which the Dems that are now on the Hill Have never possessed: But mine is the best, And the Chicos are footing the bill!
A good friend of mine told me how The Sixties were better than now: When, with no sense of guilt, His boss had a wall built Round Berlin, by soldiers, from Moscow.
And this one I heard in the Army There was an old man of the Isles Who had measles, consumption and piles On top of all these, Yes - venereal disease You could smell the old bugger for miles.
Found this anonymus pearl at the side of a statue of Winston Churchill: There was a young man from Dundee who said: "They can't do without me. No house is complete, without me and my seat. My initials are W.C." (Must be an alternativa Winston...?)
There's a chap from the Mull of Kintyre Who does dubious things with barbed wire I could tell you a tale That would make you go pale But you'd probably call me a liar.
[Marc] I believe Winston lost the seat of Oldham early in his career, and got 'parachuted' in to represent Dundee as a way of returning to the Commons.
Where I hoped an opener on MCIOS might go... If you like, I'll put in a word That you'd like to play Richard the Third On the Lyttleton stage Despite your old age Though there's bugger all chance you'll be heard
So Theresa has gone off to Brussels For a feed of hot chips and steamed mussels To seek a new deal At a Head-of-State meal Getting nowhere, for all that she hustles