Theresa MAY

I would not describe her
As having
The gift of the gab
Not at all
For me she is mellow robotic
Hidebound and stuck to the wall

And it seems to be with her own obstinacy
Tenaciously On her own track
But repeating herself too, not in the right places
Mulish at then taking flack
She is rather dour and persistent
Its as if she has learned what to say
And is not going to deviate from it
But the judge will not budge anyway.

She goes silent but its not a loss of nerve
Its more from a positive thought
She does hesitate though not wanting the bait
Indecisive perhaps she is caught
She didn’t like one to one debates
Which tells you she wants to control
What she is asked and how she is asked
She doesnt appear a great soul

Evasive but up to a point on this she
Seems most adept when she can
Decide the format and all that is asked
Theres a bleakness on why things began
She is very hot on her status
She’s the king pin that Wobbles a bit
Seemingly she swaps about quite a lot
With her middle way garnered to fit

Matheew Paris tried to edge closer
But was none the wiser, for she
Is quite aloof to showing her cards
And maligning others who be
Contesting her party commitments
Then with severity she
Doesn’t mind using personal slights
As drab as they seem to break free

She called a snap election imagining she
Would duly romp home far ahead and then be
given free reign to do all what she said
She would do a clear mandate
And put things to bed

Frack the whole uk
Go hunting for fox
Cull all the badgers
Move sll the rocks
Destroy the wildness
And witness the shocks

Of being at oxford
Not much going on
At the end of the semester
Some upped and gone
Theresa got the nod

It was would be a walkover
For her extraordinary
She’d come out of the stalls
And no one would be
Anywhere near her
Then she could ensure
The attrition mission
Could by then be a war

No one would touch her
But actually we
Saw a lousy attempt
At galloping free
She was pulled bach to even
And we shall have to wait
Till it all ends tonight
When we shall all know our fate