Rishi rich says, as thick Lizzy
strays down the Tory u bend
where it's hard to bleach,
never mind brush,
so deep down.
I wonder who'll clean it up?
A new election dawns,
Rishi rich plucks pennies from the pawns,
golden ducks trot through Tunbridge lawns,
quacking maniacally, guffaw,
they don't know any better, the poor.
