Gerbils
No need to blame the swarthy rats –
Their shapes half-blurred, their movements vague –
But look instead at dogs and cats,
The best pals of bubonic plague,
And look beyond their growl or purr
At sudden, cutesy balls of fur:
Yes, here you scamper, hapless gerbils,
Whiskers twitchy, tails askew
For History, a frequent Goebbels,
Has damned the rats when it was you –
What could it do to change our thoughts
On Straw and Rifkind, now they’re caught?
Of course we all could blame red ticks –
As found at Telegraph and Four –
But this, I fear, will never fix
Their promises, within the law,
That money’s well-spent, fine and dandy,
On a Labour or a Tory grandee.
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