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Oh he had a little scream
And he had a little shout
And in his blind anger
He spat his dummy out
And he had a little tantrum
And he had a little whine
Said if they weren't careful
He was going to resign

But when push came to shove
Cards on the table day
Somehow he managed
To arrange he was away.
Now some may think
That's just a bit absurd
Bit he's just a high Tory and
They mainly break their word.

And he'll carry on in office
Milking the public coffers
Because being a High Tory
He's always open to offers.
And when it comes to principle
Versus fingers in the public till
Self interest comes first
And it, as always, will.

Oh he had a little tantrum
And then he changed his mind
But the Party will forgive because
They look after their own kind
So if you spit out your dummy
And don't toe the party line
If you know enough top people
You just don't need resign.

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