So what did Theresa stumble across whist running amok in the farmers field during her childhood? Is it the same evil that now possesses Boris or has he simply found where the bodies are buried (or somewhere he intends to bury more bodies)?
The CONservative party has allowed their radical fringe (the ERG and UKIP) to go from scaring the crows to stoning the crows. We now live in an age where their religious and xenophobic extremism is being indoctrinated into not only those who choose to serve but also into policy, to the detriment of those who may have differing or opposing views. The fact that they are happy to sacrifice a women that seemed to have less human qualities than the Downing street cat and who called for a more hostile environment (removing British citizens and denying others access to health care) should have us all worried. Whilst the toddlers in men’s bodies on both sides of the Atlantic lay waste to all those that stand in their way, this may be the straw that not only breaks the camel’s back but breaks their nations, United (Kingdom and States no more) to the merriment of Mr P.
The final word from the Dancing Queen herself
So what can I say, having chosen to dance with the Devil (the ERG) and getting burnt my “S.O.S” fell on death ears and my “I Have A Dream” moment turned into a nightmare. Even giving the DUP lots of “Money Money Money” could only buy me so much time, a partnership doomed to fail as I underestimated their influence and their thirst for power, less a case of “Knowing Me Knowing You” and more a case of Knowing You Knifing Me. I pleaded with Parliament to “Take a Chance On Me” rather than “Gimme Gimme Gimme” but I ended up watching any influence I had slowly “Slipping Through My Fingers”. I went from “Super Trouper” (before the ill conceived general election) to waking up the next morning shouting “Mamma Mia”. Such was the treatment from my own party I would jump every time I’d hear the phone “Ring Ring”.
When I did think I had made progress and was asked by Brussels if I was still interested in doing a deal I would say “I Do I Do I Do I Do” come on “Lay All Your Love On Me” but this did not suit those back home and they would say “Honey, Honey” go back and tell them no, we’ll tough it out, as we all know “The Winner Takes It All”. With my power now diminished it was inevitable that it would be “One Of Us” to deliver the cruelest of blows with his blonde hair and “Angel Eyes”, but I suppose that’s just “The Name Of The Game”. As he approached I uttered the words “I’ve Been Waiting For You” and told him “The Day Before You Came” was the best night sleep I’ve had for almost 3 years, now it’s your turn for as you waited for me like a vulture circling overhead so to is Farage waiting for you and this may be your “Waterloo” and “Our Last Summer” as a ruling party.
I’d like to wish you all a “Happy New Year”as Boris and the ERG think their Christmas’s have all come at once and not only is it a new leader that’s being thrust upon this suffering nation but also a new era (I’ll give him a year). “When All Is Said And Done” and the plaudits (and hatred) has been dished out I would just like to say “Thank You For The Music”, yes I may have put the quit in “Chiquitita” but at this moment in time I care very little as my hunger for power is no more, instead being replaced with a hunger for chicken, so without further ado I’m off “Fernando’s”
