PARTIES
Parties? What parties? Ohhhh …… those parties. Well, the thing is, old fruit, They weren’t parties …… as such, I mean, there was no alcohol or savoury snacks, At least, … not very much.
The odd few bottles of Merlot, a case of Chardonnay, A couple of kegs of beer, left over from New Years Day, Some sausage rolls, some cheesy bites, in no sense of the word, could this have been labelled, ‘ party food,’ why, that would have been absurd.
A simple workday meeting – yet someone’s involved the police, Which means that poor Dear Leader gets not a moment’s peace. Meanwhile , until the air has cleared and the status quo’s resumed, This trivia must be buried and nevermore exhumed.
To ensure it won’t be subject to the Statute of Limitations. We’ve recently had a shake up of Parliament’s foundations. And revised some very outdated laws, by making a few small tweaks, So the Statute of Limitations now runs at seven weeks.
When told we couldn’t do this, we did it anyway So, ‘Do not do as I do, just do as I say. ‘
Maggie Smart
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