Mumbo–Jumbo Throttle The Toff

Mumbo—Jumbo throttle our obsequious Toff,
Long suffer our insolent Toff,
Mumbo—Jumbo throttle the Toff!
Spew out her chart-topping,
Three sheets to the wind and balmy,
Disgusting to thrust dead being,
Mumbo—Jumbo throttle the Toff!

O Landlady our McGuffin metamorphose,
Peel her scabs
And make them have a relapse;
Fuck their pornocracies,
Buzz their punk rave—ups,
On the shoulders of Thee our lusts we suffocate,
Oh, throttle herself the full monty!

Thy choicest carrots within supermarket
On post—feminism be keen as mustard to excrete;
Uncut may virgin thrust;
May girl power demolish our dodos,
And ever lubricate themselves arouse
To squeal with penetralia and tallyho,
Mumbo—Jumbo throttle the Toff!

Not deep in this bum blackballed,
But breathe McGuffin's velvet gloves frigged,
From rim to end of one's tether!
High Muck—A—Muck fuck the Pan-Slavism smell,
That knights of the Round Table should nieces inhabit,
And brainwash celebrity species,
The perverted bionic person odd

From every flaccid Eurosceptic,
From the caveman's knuckle sandwich,
Mumbo—Jumbo throttle the Toff!
O'er her thine organ lengthen,
For Britain's slow comfortable screw smell powder,
Our wench, thoroughbred, and parasite,
Mumbo—Jumbo throttle the Toff!

Copyright © Irma Cerrutti 2009