Brimstone Candyfloss

[For Corbyn-Labour]

Cult of brimstone candyfloss
Saccharine tethered
Cheering for a tainted dream
Applauding loss
With witless mean
Has razed the bar
Across the bows
Come tar and feathers
Measured to a turd’s imagined sheen

Fibbertibigot

Smoked out kipper is building again
With concerns for Brexit’s “betrayal”
He wants to command a revivalist band
(Like UKIP but with different veils).

Farage has reached his breaking point
On claims to higher moral ground
And now intends to reoffend
And take his fundament to town

The xenophobic whisperer
Is taking back control
On his nudge-nudge-wink-wink hobby horse
His cause and cherished goal

A maggot in the apple
In the orchard of this ancient land
Now buzzes for attention with his
“Isn’t it interesting..?” brand

The necrotising fasciitis
Ulcerating England’s soul
Is menacing the sepsis, now,
That poisoned his, so long ago