Though pigs might fly

For, though pigs might fly,
Don’t throw
Pearls before swine.
Heads up, Dave:
When you’re dining
With peers at Piers’ trough,
In a pig’s eye or pig’s ear
Initiate stuff,
Then expect the subject
To spawn endless renditions
Of pork-laden jokes
At your porn star audition.
Think on as your Cons
Try to not dignify
With more oral unzipping
For, real or a lie,
This sensational note,
Is bespoke of a libertine,
Feudal condition,
The leadership specs you invoke
As a pig in a poke
Of a Prime Politician.

[Prime Ministerial material? – No, because you can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear.]