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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.

wilco 21-May-04/4:54 PM
Well, you are partly right. I am poor, young and I do HAVE a scrotum which houses a pair of very large balls.

So, let me make this clear to you:

YOU are a bargain basement -=Dark_Angel=-,P.I. You think you are being clever with your comments but you lack the wit and intellect to make them anything but annoying.

It makes no difference, though, because your inability to understand the question better proves my point than anything that I could say.




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