A little yellow idol, earlier today.
This, I had to share:
There’s a one-eyed yellow Scotsman of a dour and sullen hue
There’s a stench of pious bullshit all around
There’s a broken-hearted woman dreams of socialism true
And the yellow Scot forever lets her down
He was known as Red McBroon, and he made the Party swoon
Though his cowardice had long begun to smell
But for all he was a wanker he was feted by the bankers
And Polly Toynbee smiled on him as well
Posted chez Mr. E by the remarkable Nick Drew.
I commend this gem of modern English literature in the highest possible terms. Please read the whole thing.