The Red Wall

The Red Wall

I am sad to say

I’ve visited the red wall

Where knobhead working class Tories 

And the petty bourgeoisie

Live in thrall

To Rupert Mordoch’s Scum

And the Daily Heil

They believe what they read

And take it up the bum

Trashed by Sunak and Truss

They can no longer catch a bus

Or afford to get their teeth fixed

So they get screwed

While the rich fill their pockets

And kill the planet

As they look on

With their empty eye sockets

Moaning about small boats 

And devoid of nous

Within their Hinch-clean Deano house

They struggle with the cost of living

In constant pain

But at least they can still shag

The union flag

Before they end up

In a body bag