Saturday, 16 January 2016

Illiberal limericks 8

Now there was a young PM named Justin,
Whom the country had just put its trust in,
When he made a mad vow
To let in 25 thou
"Refugees," it was frankly disgustin!

The whole country then rose up in arms,

In response to jihadi alarms;
The plan re-examined:
Just mom and Muhammad,
So let tomorrow inherit the harms!

At notorious reports of FGM,
He felt compelled to completely condemn -
Not the custom or cleric,
But the term "barbaric,"
And the tide of intelligence stem!

On the alliance he turned his back,
While immigrants got the fast track;
Thus compassion was spouted,
As reason was flouted,
Getting it backwards was ever his knack!


Deciding their digs would the Syrians suit,
He gave every soldier the boot;
So with a curse and a frown,
The army stood down,
As it gave him the Trudeau salute!

Though he battled conservative baddies,
With an ardour to rival his daddy's,
To rule over the dupes,
He ordered new troops,
And christened them Justin's Jihadis.

Though gender's election didn't fit
 The agenda of every true Grit,
 At cabinet's roll 
PC took its toll:
Half men, half women, half-wit!

Minorities also obtained,
Portfolios where fairness was feigned;
So your chances were slight,
If your skin was white,
Where race o'er ability reigned.


Now from his father he got his acclaim,
And from Justice his moniker came;
But if he'd be true,
His choices are two:
 Changing his nature or changing his name!

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