Now Let Us Sing…
All people that in Britain dwell,
Sing for me with cheerful voice.
The Pope is nearly here, my plans develop well;
Come ye before me and rejoice.
You faithful servants of my Word,
Sing out my praise with one accord,
To worship me with all your might
And keep on pointing out I’m right.
Praise Gay Pride, from whom all agendas flow;
Praise Peter Tatchell, all creatures are below;
Praise Me above your heavenly host;
Praise Human Rights and morals lost.
Defend, O Secularists, self divine,
Advance thou queer freedom, to place divine,
Cut off opponents without ruth,
Deaf to Inconvenient Truth.
Civil partnership for priests,
To Catholic outrage, we march apace,
The Protocol assures my place
The Pope’s procession, I will grace.
Raise me, Raise me, Raise me to my rightful place.
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September 12, 2010 at 10:56 -
See front page of this weeks ‘Shooting Times’ , “Blair Still Talking Bo**cks”.
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September 12, 2010 at 11:15 -
Is it true, as I keep hearing, that TB tried to do a deal with the former pope to be become canonised while still alive, thereby becoming the first living Catholic saint.
Not sure what TB offered in return, – not enough to persuade his mightiness, presumably – does anyone know? -
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September 12, 2010 at 12:53 -
Sheesh. Do we have to?
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September 12, 2010 at 16:18 -
What a wonderful hymn for a wonderful him.
This great man – who graced with modesty and humility – is already a living Saint. I think it likely that the pope is coming to see him…
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September 12, 2010 at 18:11 -
Such beautiful satire …….
And (most of it scans, too)
Well done! -
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September 12, 2010 at 18:14 -
I should have said:
And (most of) it scans, too.
Sorry. -
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September 12, 2010 at 19:32 -
I try to see both sides of every person, but I allow myself the luxury of naive uncriticall loathing of T. Bliar
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