J.C.

He’s a nice man

He’s a decent man

He says a lot I could agree with

A radical man

An unelectable man

If you choose to believe the myth

In these radical days

Post-election days

Some find his style appealing

And as the Eton gits dump

On poor and needy chumps

What the country needs is healing

I hear what you’re saying

It all makes sense to me

But I don’t think this country’s ready

To vote for Jeremy

Idealists may adore you

As much as enemies deplore you

But it will take much more than dreams

’Cos in this fetid world

Where tons of shit get hurled

They’ll trash you in their reams

You’re in your prime now, but

The ghost of Michael Foot

Should remind us what they’ll do

As you hit the seventh decade

We’ll all end up dismayed

At what a good man must go through

I hear what you’re saying

It all makes sense to me

But I still don’t think Britain’s ready

To pick a man of seventy

Is a country full of self-interest

And those who will invest -

Meant to mend its selfish ways?

“But what about MY money

My little pot of honey?”

Is the mantra that they’ll say

So a plain-speaking man

Who believes in doing what he can

Will struggle to be heard

Over all the economists babble

The bankers selfish rabble

Will make him sound quite absurd

I hear what you’re saying

It all makes sense to me

But I still don’t think we’re ready

To vote for Jeremy

Idealists might not care

Find him refreshingly rare

In this self-obsessive bloody State

Yet the realist in me

In the world that I can see

Knows that there’ll just be no debate

I fear those “old ways” won’t appeal

To people used to other kinds of zeal

All the selfish bastards full of hate

And those who frighten with their powers

In the most ivory of towers

Will have already sealed his fate

I hear what you’re saying

It all makes sense to me

But I still don’t think they’re ready

To let us vote in Jeremy

Whilst in the nooks and crannies

All the teenagers and grannies

May find this bunch of crooks too cruel

So as they duck and dive and sway

Keep on hacking at our meager pay

We’ll all end up asking for more gruel

And governments we’re still picking

Mean to give US all a damned good kicking

When some thought that they were selecting

Someone to be handing out a thrashing

To all those OTHERS who needed bashing

And not those doing the electing

I hear what you’re saying

It all makes sense to me

But whilst I still don’t think we’re ready

We need more like Jeremy

Martin A W Holmes (work in progress), August 2015