Ever since I was a young boy I used the village hall

For voting in elections; I’ve voted in them all;

But I ain’t seen nothing like his incompetence and gall

That bloke with the glasses sure is a mean Slime-Ball.

 

In leadership he’s lacking and in charisma too

He doesn’t have our backing; he doesn’t have a clue:

Hated in the Staff Room as well as County Hall

That bloke with the glasses sure is a mean Slime-Ball.

 

He’s a Slime-Ball Wizard the man we all loathe

A Slime-Ball Wizard – that man called Michael Gove.

 

“How do you think he does it?”

“I’ll tell ya. He makes the rest look good”

 

I’ve mastered my times-tables; I know my East from West

I’ve read all Aesop’s fables and passed all my SATS tests

My punctuation’s A+; my grammar’s best of all:

But I still can’t get past he sure is a mean Slime-Ball.

 

Says Dave to George “I think, by Jove,

We look much better sat next to Michael Gove”

 

For teachers it’s a passion, vocation and far more

For him it’s just a fashion to change what’s gone before

If you ask of teachers, “Why do you leave in droves?”

“That deaf, dumb and blind bloke, Useless Michael Gove”.