There was a young man who loved Brown,
In fact, he became his favourite Clown,
He started a blog, but it was a dog,
So pathetic, it ought to be put down.
So he came up with a plan,
To prove to all that he was the man,
He attacked other blogs, and twiddled some cogs,
And spun them as only a Labour stooge can.
He cried racist! And Libel,
The dirty rule book is his Bible,
With a whinge and a whine, he passes his time,
Unashamed, unkempt and morally idle.
So Derek has become an embarrassment,
He thinks he’s blogging establishment,
But he’s just a loser, an arse kissing schmoozer,
On the blogosphere he ain’t made a dent.
Saturday, 14 February 2009
Ode to Derek Draper, to blog or not to blog....
I've been doing a little trawl of some of my favourite blogs and someone seems to be making a right tit of himself. With that in mind I thought I'd write an ode to Derek "I'm not paranoid, but I know you all think I am" Draper: