Albo, oh Albo, where have you been?
You were in China to meet Xi Jin Ping.
Selling lobster and wine, that sounds ‘just fine’.
The concessions you made in return, make our hearts burn.
Betraying our country isn’t any fun,
No doubt you returned, sporting a brown tongue.
Your inaction and lies, we despise.
On issues that matter, you do nothing but pass,
It’s time you bend down and kiss your own arse.
This time round, a brown tongue you won’t get,
Because just like a lobster, you carry the shit in your head. You don’t impliment, you just keep making plan after plan Until the ‘shit hits the fan’.
As Prime Minister you sit on democracy’s throne,
Lt’s face it; Try a proportional ‘two man solution’ and swap places with a‘Garden Gnome’.