Aborigines, women,
Science rejoice today
Would be Sir Abbott
Has fallen on his butt
The fearless leader
Has been shirt fronted
By his own mob
The Captain has gone down
Despite making the calls
The walk of shame was long
All alone between two flags
No time for a last hurrah
Of three words slogans
That brought him to power
His pants will dust the oubliette
Of the lacklustre backbench
Under his budgies swagger
Oz was driven to a rogue nation
Let him bleed to oblivion!
Lucette C. Bailliet
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