Happy Christmas, your farce, pray God it’s our last of this bleak mid-Covid kind…

Graham Sanderson: The eyes have had enough of it

A Carol For The Cabinet

by York Settlement Community Players’ deeply unsettled satirist Graham Sanderson

God rest ye poor nonentities
Let nothing you dismay;
You made a mess of Test and Trace,
But Brexit’s on its way
To save us all from Euro power,
Keep foreigners at bay.
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.

In Ukip and the ERG
This blessed plot was born,
And laid before the people
As a glorious new morn,
And Boris was the chosen one
To welcome in the dawn.
Oh, tidings of Prejudice and Fear,
Making it clear,
We will not have asylum seekers here.

Oh, poverty of intellect
And fear of full debate,
Means Covid was neglected –
Equipment came too late,
On order by a nod and wink
From a Minister’s old mate.
Oh, tidings of Chaos and Despair –
Panic in the air –
Pretending to the people that they care.

God rest ye feeble ministers
And clueless Upper Class;
You witless, gutless Nationalists,
So full of piss and gas;
Self-serving opportunists
Who’ve brought us to this pass.
Oh, tidings of nastiness and sleaze –
‘We do as we please’:
A once beloved country on its knees.

2 Replies to “Happy Christmas, your farce, pray God it’s our last of this bleak mid-Covid kind…”

  1. F***ing brilliant. Should be shared as widely as possible. I’m sending it to my (Tory) MP! Is it on YouTube?

  2. Hi – myself and a bunch if friends want to perform this and film it. Is that OK? Do we need your/his permission? Thank you!

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