A PRAYER FOR THE CRIMINAL LEADER OF THE SCOTTISH LABOUR PARTY WENDY ALEXANDER.
Oh Lord who in the heavens doth dwell
Our election coffers had to swell.
Lord in thy wisdom thou know well
Labour’s that poor
We huvnae got a hope in Hell
An that’s for sure.
Years ago McConnell’s sure
Yon Nationalist crowd were very poor.
‘Thon separist disease we’ll cure.
Stop Connery’s cash.
We’ll block the SNP for sure
They’ll no get stash.
The cat’s amang the pigeons noo.
Oh Lord what can thy servant do?
Yon Dave the Whitton’s in it too
And mony anither.
They’re quaking in their boots, it’s true,
Wi lips aquiver.
I hide behind my Jackie B,
But you, my Lord will surely see,
(I hope the voters follow Thee.)
I have no shame.
I will go down on bended knee
Tae clear my name.
Lord while I lead the Opposition
My knickers I’m at risk of pishin.
The Electoral Commission
Is long awaited.
Then I’ll be, I’m truly wishin,
I wrote to thank Paul—big mistake!
Forgie me for thy mercy’s sake.
Twas Charlie Gordon on the take,
As thou wouldst ken.
And that Uk company just a fake!
I’m done. Amen.
5 years ago