Moments in history Pt 425b

Tufty Blonde waves his wand
And up pops a Dr Goebbels puppet
Slicing subcutaneous flesh
From recent wounds
The muppet!
Lo,
Emerging from the shadows
Comes the man without a plan
Whose gambit, famously,
Was not to understand the job
(“You’ll miss me when I’ve gone!”)
We haven’t
We're all too busy watching
Encircled in a sharksfin soup
(her own making, sharks still attached)
The lady not for faking, flannels
And even though her team
(Trusted servants of the Queen)
Have crafted every word
It’s evident
That Boudicca is polishing a turd