THE STATE OF OUR BELOVED
COUNTRY!
COUNTRY!
The country was in a terrible state,As the Parliament sat for the Budget Debate.
It was quite a few minutes before Gillard spoke,Then she said,
‘Sex will cost you two bucks a poke.Whether you're short or skinny or thick.A tax will be paid on the use of your prick’.
Penny Wong rose and said, ‘Julia look here, What about dildos and those who are queer?
Gr...eenie
, Bob Brown looked rather glum, 'May I be exempt, I only like bum...
’
Julia replied and sounded quite airy,'You will pay double, you dirty old fairy’
Up rose the Mad Monk, to tremendous applause,
Grabbed Julie Bishop and ripped off her drawers.......He mounted upon her and screwed her at will,Then shouted to Gillard, ‘Put that on the Bill!'
Wayne Swan now shouted, ‘I think I’ll resign,I haven’t had sex for a very long time. I dream every night of a big hairy crotch,But two bucks a go? ...that’s too bloody much.
’ The House was in uproar, the fighting went on,Then Turnbull came out with his little dong,‘With a tax on a poke in the front and the back All we can do is have a good whack.’
'I disagree,' said Joyce with a leer,And stuck his big prick into Bob Katter’s ear.
The backbenchers came and the Cabinet went, Rudd took his out and found it was bent.‘Look here,' he cried as it swung in the air,‘For those who are bent a discount is fair.
’So all checked their dicks, Peter Slipper was last,And in the excitement, the damned Bill was passed!
So now, in the beds of Australia at night, There’s many a fanny that’s closed up real tight.
They’re taxing our booze and taxing our smokes,And now the bastards are taxing our pokes.
If two bucks a head is the price we must pay, It's now with ourselves we find we must play.
To ease our frustrations we must have a wank;
for the state of our Country...
we’ve Gillard to thank !
