Now there once was a worm who’d pretend,
To get under the skin of a friend,
But the worm was a taper,
With a taste for newspaper,
Though her shit all came out in the end.
Andrew in the Liberal Looking Glass
Now there once was a shadow named Scheer,
Who in nothingness was without peer:
Like a fat Cheshire cat,
He would vanish like that!
While still grinning from ear to left ear.
Exit Stage Left
Now there once was an actor called Trudeau,
Whose weird eyebrows were found to be pseudo;
He scoffed at the doubt,
But when crits called him out,
His entire masquerade came unglued. Oh!