Oh gather ‘round, let me tell you a tale,
Of #Keir the Unsteady, who set out to sail.
He promised the moon, the stars, and the sun,
But six months in, and the country’s undone.

“Vote for me!” he cried, with a lawyer’s flair,
“I’ll fix all your woes, I’ll show you I care!”
But once in Number 10, oh what a twist,
His manifesto vanished, like morning mist.

The economy tanked, the pound took a dive,
Keir scratched his head: “How do we survive?”
“No worries!” he said, “I’ve got a new plan!”
But the plan was a dud—just bury your head in the sand.

He ditched the left, he wooed the right,
A political chameleon, out of sight.
“Principles? Nah, they’re overrated!”
But voters felt cheated, and duly berated.

“Most hated PM!” the papers all screamed,
Keir’s approval ratings? A pipe dream.
Even his cat gave him the side-eye,
As the country crumbled, and hopes said goodbye.

Oh Keir, dear Keir, what went so wrong?
Did you forget the words to your own song?
You promised the earth, but delivered despair,
Now all we can do is pull out our hair.

So here’s to Keir, the PM who tried,
But left us all shaking, our dreams crucified.
Next election, we’ll say, “Goodbye, old chap!” and hand you your hat, whilst the masses welcome #Farage with an almighty Clap.

#ReformUK
#Keir