Andrew's little Poem

Andrew's little Poem

by Don Franks

Twas the night before Budget
When just for a change
Andrew Little’s thought’s did more widely range
Labour’s leader cast round in his mind for an angle
On which a publicity moment might dangle
Some little device that would draw camera’s near
But nothing too risky, outlandish or queer
Nothing to make Labour be looking like wankers
And nothing to scare off the famers or bankers
And then Andrew had the idea of an ode
To use on John Key as a gentle wee goad
Nothing too harsh, just the usual stuff
hot air, broken promises, that sort of fluff
Vague noises about economic mistakes
Avoiding the measures that Labour might take
A bit about National being in disarray
What might embarrass them slightly that way?
A bit about ponytails, yes, must have that
But something more too, ponytails are old hat
Aha – now I’ve got it, their achilles heel
The spectre of Collins, that’s good for a squeal
Stroppy women should always be cast as amusing
And with her dodgy past I’ll be easily cruising
Right, that looks like the sort of safe soundbite I seek
Now, what’s a good gimmick to put up next week?

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