There ought
to be a competition about Christmas Dinners you would prefer to avoid, if only
because of the company.
The
revelation that the Prime Minister, David Cameron was with James Murdoch of Sky
etc. and Rebekah Brooks/Wade, late of the late “News of the World” and others
begs a number of questions.
Who dressed
up as Santa? Surely not Rupert
himself? Who found the sixpence in the
pudding? Possibly, Cameron called in a
detachment of Royal Engineers to act on his behalf.
The
possibilities can be lurid. Who kissed
who under the mistletoe?
Inevitably
an old poem comes to mind.
It was
Christmas Day at the Murdoch’s,
The
Camerons were troughing there.
Watching
Sky on the telly,
And betting
on who got the boot.
A voice
rang out from the speakers,
And echoed
around the room,
“What do
you want for Christmas”,
And all of
them shouted “loot”!
Apologies
to whoever thought up the one about harems never mind the original referring to
Workhouses by George Sims in 1879.
Time for an
election?
Reminds me of this one:-
ReplyDeleteWhy is Cameron called Dishface?
Twist his ear and you get Sky TV.
But elect who ?
ReplyDeleteHowever, had never ever read the whole of that poem, until today, and ended up in tears.