Mine, and occasionally others'.

Michael Gove Is Coming to Town

More of a Christmas carol than a poem, dedicated to our later, unlamented Education Secretary, and set to the tune of Santa Claus Is Coming to Town:

You'd better not hope, dream or aspire
Stay in your place, you won't get any higher
Michael Gove is coming to town

You'd better brush up on traditional skills
Caning and Latin and military drills
Michael Gove is coming to town

While Bishops Washed Their Frocks

Shortly before Christmas 2012, the Church of Engalnd voted not to allow women to become bishops. The decision to allow women bishops - with some qualification - was taken around two years later.
To the tune of While Shepherd's Watched Their Flocks ...

While bishops washed their frocks by night
All seated on the ground
An edict from the Synod came down
"It's still just men allowed"

Bad Mayor Boris

To the tune of Good King Wenceslas:

Boris Johnson once looked out
Across the River Tha-ames
In one direction poverty
The other gold and ge-ems
People slept on streets that night
Though the frost was cru-el
And pensioners in freezing flats
Who can't afford the fu-u-el 


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