Put that stupid goat Bowen in the oven
Before Christmas, make him a `that was’
His crying shame mate: Climate, at any rate
will make, all our budgeting, meet a dire fate
How long can I patiently wait
to see Labor go out of date?
Of course, they win be cheating, and capitalising
on everything I think, do and sing!
The treachery against me, God, by Labor, is unwitting
That, of all of us, only the fish and its allies are biting
And I can say that justice has no accomplice
As long as Prakash Saint Paul rolls the ungainly, vicious dice
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