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Tony Blair's sagging purple johnny (Free verse) by Stephen Robins

A splash of gay colour, On Tony Blair's back, A drooping purple johnny, On John Prescott's lap. Alarm in the chamber, A rush for the doors, David Blunkett trips over, And is splayed on all fours. Tony Blair dons a nappy, And with vacuous grin, Assures party faithful, With beguiling spin. That Johnny they say, Was rushed from the scene, For a season in panto, Replacing Martine. And Prescott escaped, With barely a scratch, He still looks the same; Like VioletSuede's snatch.

Fraser Allonby Q.C. 21-May-04/8:17 AM
Shuperb. Really shuperb.

By the way, I've just taken delivery of a case of this: http://tinyurl.com/2anck

It's very reasonably priced for such an excellent wine. I suggest you order a case or two yourself.







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