Anthony Albanese, what the heck?
Where ends your chin, and where starts your neck?
In chin-chin China or is it the UK?
Whatever you say, it’s never okay
Your crew is not motley, but certainly beastly
You capitalised on my sacrifice, certainly ghastly
How the evil Left has swept all of us like a tide
The deep sea body snatches far and wide
How come Labor governments over-pay laborers, I asked my maid?
Who with your treachery tried to have me laid
I never insisted on anything that divinity forbade
And empty-handed I’ll be till Prakash’s fate is made
But you, Albanese, go eternally French-kiss Prakash!
And that cancerous Richard Marles can also pash
But how will lesbian Penny Wong do the same?
For all its treachery against me, will Labor bow its head in shame?
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