Middle East Envoi
Why so unfair to Mr. Blair?
Why so upset with Mr. B?
He only wants to clear the air
With sundry Weapons of Mass D. –
To pulverise the locals flat.
Well, what on earth is wrong with that?
Why so unfair to Mr. Tony?
So unfair to ex-PMs?
He means so well, he’s never phoney,
Wants to fill the urban crems;
When over, he will lay the wreath –
As if it might sow dragon’s teeth!
Why do we trash our former leader,
Why the dung upon his head?
He’s almost pals with Al-Qaeda,
And only wants to see them dead.
Let Oxford’s boy take charge of crisis
(For after all, they’re known as Isis).
Yes, stand up for the sixty-something,
Ever-fresh and would-be sage,
He’s never done a single dumb thing,
Is best when he is centre-stage:
Muslim rebels! Present from us:
Wingco Blair, mid-air, with bombers.
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