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, Exonerated.
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.
I enjoy the arena of Scottish politics, having discovered how unfair society was becoming under thatcher. And the fact the oposition were merely more engrained members of the same club. Unable to hold each other up too scrutiny.
An Ex Labour voter disgusted by their abandonement of their principles and roots.
Slightly dyslexic but i try my best and attempt to rectify as many mistakes as I can.