Trotting Out The Twisted Pig Tales. Still Boris Johnson keeps on clinging on, It's a high wire he's sweatily swinging on, It's quite the parlous position he is in; Why or whoever could be the reason? He has apologised for the crass behaviour, He's cravenly asked Sue to do him a favour, Even gone where a Johnson rarely ventures- He's had to front up to his lowly back benchers. This time, he swears, the lesson has truly stuck, This time, he hopes, with an ounce of dumb luck Just enough fools will believe he is rightly contrite- And that's worth celebrating come Friday night. For apologies from Number 10 are ten a penny- So what's another broken promise, after so many? Lessons learned from Public School still ring true, 'If you believe a word Boris says- more fool you.' It's not as if Boris has seen a sign from on…
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