In an earlier blog I
expressed my resolve to remain silent upon the subject of Margaret
Thatcher's demise, on the principal of not speaking ill of the dead,
since by now I must be the only person not to do so I am persuaded
to give a general opinion upon this glori........ I mean sad event.
Firstly ,the music
currently in the charts and rising fast which celebrates the death of
the old b........... I mean Mrs Thatcher. Could we not have at
least come up with some thing original and less mindless than “Ding
Dong The Witch is Dead”.
Of course it could be
argued that this dearth of originality is due to the dumbing down of
the education system,begun by “The Lady” herself and elaborated
upon by that male Maggie wannabe Tony Blair. The blinkered National
Curriculum which allows neither child nor teacher to look either
right or left and actively discourages originality thereby, who can
say?.
The retaliatory strike
by Margaret Thatchers supporters is similarly inane and cannot help
but wonder what the poe faced old.......er I mean..Lady Thatcher
would think about it?
In any event I shall
throw my cap in to the ring with a little ditty of mine own devising.
TO THE TUNE MEN OF HARLECH (appropo don't you think?)
Now the devils in deep
trouble though his fiery cauldrons bubble
Best get stoking on the
double Maggie,s on her way!
All at once ten
thousand pit men, to a man they're Maggie Hit men,
Volunteer to do their
bit man,if you've got the coal?
Stoke the fires up
higher,burn the Tory liar,
Shovel fast and make it
last this glorious funeral pier.
Miners leave your
heavenly glory, help to spit roast this foul Tory
Let the whole world
hear your story ,Maggie burn in hell.
I trust this will clear
up any doubt as to my views on this subject, I do so detest
ambiguity!
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