GOVE THE BEASTLY COVE! (poem)

GOVE THE BEASTLY COVE!

(A Schoolboy’s Ode To Headmaster Gove)

Headmaster Gove known as ‘the Beak’,

The Education Sec.;

Is desperate to make his mark,

Before the Gen. Elec.

It’s difficult to fathom out,

Or know why it’s the case;

That this daft little man has such,

An irritating face.

He has that sort of silly mug,

With little beady eyes;

At which one feels the urge to hurl,

Some half-baked custard-pies.

If there’s a word describing Gove,

Then one word seems to fit;

It’s in the Oxford Dictionary,

And under ‘T’ for Twit!

Some other words that spring to mind,

Are twerp and clot and berk;

Or half-wit, nincompoop and nerd,

Or wazzock, dork or jerk.

It really isn’t personal,

One just needs to assert;

The overwhelming urge to show,

That Gove’s a little squirt.

This ‘Three ‘Rs’ school Napoleon,

Is clearly one of those;

With the capacity to get,

Up everybody’s nose.

We know in every Lower Third,

There is a beastly swot;

Let’s hope for mankind’s sake it’s not,

Another Gove-like clot!

© Richard Layton

aged 13 ^3/4