Tabloid Man

Up in the morning

Beats his

Neanderthal Chest

Turns to page three

Gotta see some breast

Scratches his balls

Full English

Dripping down his vest

Burps and farts in unison

His beer belly gets no rest

Hate across the pages

Immigrants are to blame

Whipping up tension

Everyone of colour

Gets a mention

Now he’s at work

Filling his

Who to hate next list

This is the life

Of a tabloid journalist

A syphilitic whore

With a stench drenched soul

Crowing like a wart filled cock

Hoping his hate filled column

Will be blessed by Mr Murdoch

©JmcN2015