The Political Circus: Unravelling Promises and Failures

Send in the Frowns

They rose to the helm with bravado and cheer,
But it seems that the circus has settled in here.
With promises flashy, bold on the tongue,
Now look at the mess where they’ve left us all hung.

Winter winds howling, fuel bills to soar,
They said they’d provide, but there’s ice at our door.
And freebies for Labour in a scandalous sprawl,
Yet the clowns couldn’t juggle or balance at all.

“Smash up the gangs!” they declared with glee,
Only for Rwanda to slip out to sea.
Immigration’s a show of mayhem and fright,
With no end in sight, just a botched border fight.

Israel left out in the cold, they abstained,
Banning arms that defenders proclaimed.
Pensioners pummelled, the poor set adrift,
While jobs disappear like a magician’s swift lift.

Farmers now groan under tax-heavy loads,
Food security crumbling, the last of the toads.
And off to Chagos, they’ve ceded with flair,
While Chaonians stare in absolute despair.

They’ve failed to deliver on every vow,
From strikes to crime, it’s a farce somehow.
They end disputes with billions thrown wide,
Yet who foots the bill for this payout ride?

Prisoners freed early, a hasty retreat,
While reoffenders march back to the beat.
Their words in a muddle, their stance unclear,
With CPS pressured, we’re left with fear.

Two-tier policing, the cries ring loud,
But hold up a sign, and they’ll quiet the crowd.
Send in the clowns, for there’s much to amend,
The circus has started, and where will it end?