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An Ode to Owen Glenn

Oh Owen Glenn
Now and then
I wonder when
you shall, put pad to pen
and give me one million.

Oh Owen Glen
Winnie doesn’t comprehend,
give me your money to stand for MP
A one off payment,
the rests for free.

Oh Owen Glenn
My politics ARE for sale.
Provide me with a non interest bearing loan
I’d cook you cupcakes and scones at home
late nights we could discuss
how best to spend your hard earned bucks.
Oh Owen Glenn
Take your foot from your mouth
you must agree
I am the most in need of your money.

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  1. Jackson Wood says:

    An Ode to Bob Jones

    Oh Bob Jones
    giving out political loans
    you scary old bag of bones,
    drunk, knocking over cones
    drinking in restricted zones.

    Oh Bob Jones
    You do demand
    attention from the land.
    Your delusions are so grand
    a typical firebrand.

    Help me finish the rest of it off!

  2. The "It's not worth it, eh" guy from that ad says:

    Oh Bob Jones
    You like boxing
    And political foxing
    I’m currently jacking off to some book you wrote in the 1970’s
    I don’t care if this doesn’t rhyme
    Fuck, I want you

  3. Jackson Wood says:

    Oh Bob Jones
    Ex Salienteer
    How I wish you’d buy me a beer,
    totally platonic, I’m not queer,
    unlike the above commenter.

  4. Jackson Wood says:

    Oh Helen Clark
    Your thoughts so dark,
    instincts like a shark.
    On politics you’ve made your mark,
    a vicious bite as well as bark.

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