(Albanese, like a fool, always a treasure-hunting miserable fool! Hahahaha!)
Can you imagine, Albanese finally got the guts,
Not hiding behind skirts with ifs and buts
And would he camouflage with caprice
Or would you call it treachery in a fish’s fist?
O how, the water is getting you from this bank to that!
Do fish actually lie on their bellies, flat!
Can you row a boat, can you, or in vain?
Do you want Trump (whose orange hair looks better as a hypocrite) to be your coxswain?
Didn’t you all Laborers once say `I love you to China’?
Remember Dan, or don’t you? And his Mongol dinners?
Do you think I should make you (again) desperate to globetrot?
Or are they all now coming to you, because you’re so hot (cold fish more like it!)?
Dear Ursula, come spread your legs in vain!
Albanese has no dick, but free trade, just the same!
You know, how the deep-sea tortures me in Albanese’s name?
And do you think criminals (like Albanese) ever admit to the blame?
(Hahahah! Happy desperately seeking in vain, Albanese!)
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