Poem - POINTS MEAN PRYCE’S!

POINTS MEAN PRYCE’S! (apologies to Sir Bruce Forsyth!)

(Lib-Dem Leaders seem unable to recall specific details

about speeding points & sexual harassment matters.)

1/ Those middling lot the grey Lib-Dems,

So dull and lacking vice,

Rough-Huhne from solid shifting-sand;

Would seem to have their Pryce!

2/ Some of the Party patriarchs,

Appear to be in thrall;

To the idea female Lib-Dems,

Should be more Liberal!

3/ The  leadership perceived the threat,

And played their usual card--

A cover-up as in the case,

Of Kennedy’s façade. ⁽¹⁾

4/ The Party claims to be unique,

Unlike the bigger two;

Not given to the same old lies,

And claims that are untrue!

5/ Stuck in the middle of the road,

Where lie the smoothest joints;

And crawling at a snail’s pace to,

Avoid ‘licentious’ points!

6/ But should there be a loud backfire,

And progress starts to stall;

Their policy, ‘Specifically’,

Will be they don’t ‘Recall’!

⁽¹⁾ Party covered-up Charles Kennedy’s drink problem.

© Richard Layton