Weapons of destruction

I hear the wonderful Labour
party
Are doing a big stock take
Lots of decrepit old weapons
Decommissioned for our sake
Guns don’t fire
Tanks don’t roll
Nothing works
Where is our soul

Such arrogance
What we are doing
Aiming missiles here and there
Sending them to Russia
Saying we don’t care
We are rolling back on defences
Our farmers growing food
Are being made to come to London
Actually we are all stewed

Labour supported the cackling one
Said poo poo to trump
Lammy called him he some horrible names
Now we can go and jump
We are ditching our weaponry
Our country seemingly
Is filling up with illegals
That’s England tragically.