And so a Coronation For the man to lead our nation He’s selected, not elected And so mandate he has none. Two hundred and nineteen voices spoke A vile and unrepresentative joke It’s proof that our democracy is broke And so mandate he has none And were the members to be polled Sunak wouldn’t have taken gold They had to make the others fold And so mandate he has none But before Sunak can do his thing He has to go and meet the king He’s inherited, not elected And so mandate he has none. It’s time - the mountain must be scaled Tear it all down - it’s sadly failed Till a worthy constitution’s unveiled And democracy has begun
The pm claims integrity Then appoints the one who’d happily See refugees drown out at sea And our decay goes ever, ever on Sacked just days ago for breaks To ministerial code, he shakes his head, defends, ignores the stakes And our decay goes ever, ever on One who dreams of deportation Shames this once proud welcoming nation Stoking national stagnation And our decay goes ever, ever on Claims that lessons have been learnt Clearly lies - more bridges burnt Positions bought but never earned And our decay goes ever, ever on That he lied’s already clear Which marks him out as Johnson’s peer And leaves an atmosphere of fear As our decay goes ever, ever on
UK’s reputation plummets Overriding the ECHR And the world can see that we are Truly idiot destroyers of progress Standing alone at the summit This peak of moronic intent Morals and integrity spent Where we go next is anyone’s guess Then just when it appeared to be That our madness could not be trumped The states think they might have us stumped Our lead may not be unassailable The Supreme Court in the ‘land of the free’ Overturns Roe v Wade and shows They’re back in front, albeit by a nose And they have more inhumanity available
The Sixty Second Scribe (and current Bard of Stony Stratford) is a special guest at the Scribal Gathering Showcase at The Crown in Stony Stratford, on the 7th June 2022 as part of StonyLive! A 20 minute set of mainly new material, beautifully filmed by Ian Newman, hosted by Jonathan JT Taylor and with sound by Duncan Carter.
Picture the scene – it’s two days before the 2019 General Election – never has more been at stake, at least not in my lifetime, and a man steps up to the microphone to speak in front of a crowded room…
Thanks to Scribal Gathering for the gig, thanks to the delightful Caz Tricks for the filming, the shushing and the general gobby agreement. Obviously things didn’t go quite as we’d hoped, but two years on, looking back, there’s not much that I wouldn’t say again in just the same way.