I come to bury Bliar, not to praise him;
The evil that he did lives on with us,
Government marked by blood and bones,
So let‘s bury him deep…. The idiot Bush
Has told you Bliar was a genius:
But he’s a simple man - it’s not his fault,
So slavishly did Bliar brown-tongue him.
Here, under leave of Prezzer and the rest,
(For Two Shags is an honourable man;
So are they all; all honourable men)
Come I to dance at Bliar's funeral….
Friend to none, treacherous and unjust:
But Brown swears he was a genius;
And Brown, we know, is an honourable man….
Black bags bear his tribute home,
His cronies rob the general coffers still:
Did this in Bliar seem genius?
When that the poor have cried, Bliar just grinned:
Compassion should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Beckett says he was a genius;
And Beckett is an honourable person.
You all did see two million march to Stop the War,
He looked the other way and clutched his kingly crown,
Which he would not let go until the last: was this genius?
Yet Blunkett says he was a genius;
And, sure, he was a far sighted man.
I speak not to disprove what Blunkett spoke,
But here I am to speak what we all know.
We all did loath him and not without cause:
What then holds us back from our merriment?
A judgement on these brutish beasts,
Who surrendered up all reason…. Bear with me;
My heart is bursting with such joy,
And I must pause….to nail the lid down tight.
There has to be good news sometimes. 8 junior ministers have resigned demanding that Bliar should go now because it's damaging the party. I would have more respect for them if they had resigned years ago because of the damage he was doing to the world, but one does have to be grateful for small mercies. Apologies to the bard for disfiguring his words!