Recall
Please recall the Boris
Return him to his maker
He may be spouting Horace
But he’s a giant fakir
Recall his celebrations
Although his party bickers
Recall his incantations
And very tiny snickers
Please recall the Boris
Since he is full of bull
He’ll maybe dance the Morris
But oh what wool he’ll pull
His elephantine diction
Disguises wordy slime
He’s a man of great conviction
As in criminal, and crime
Please recall the Boris
His mouth is full of plastic
His speech is verbal forest
His whoppers are shagtastic
Recall him from the hustings
With mirrors and with smoke
Recall his tongue (disgusting!)
Before his listeners choke
How far is’t called to Forres?
Said Banquo to Macbeth
And like Macbeth, this Boris
Will bring us ugly death
His taste is quite appalling
His texture’s fair but foul
Recall the beast, stop stalling!
Don’t leave him on the prowl!
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