Tag Archives: Malcolm Turnbull

Who’d Want Howard Back?

John Howard has been Lazarus Rising, Not just once, but twice. His memoirs, Oz history revising, Have been selling in the UK, cut price. Now a crisis, most surprising, Brings him back from Blighty in a trice. The Liberal Party, … Continue reading

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Doesn’t Pragmatism Begin At Home, Tony?

Tony Abbott’s made it very plain. He doesn’t want a policy list, In which he thinks there’s not much gain. He’d rather be a pragmatist. This response to his one time mentor, Nick Minchin, urging sound policies Over cheap populism, … Continue reading

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Turnbull, Malcontent?

What is the reason for his discontent, What troubles in his bosom buried? Is Malcolm Turnbull now a man intent On casting off a burden too long carried? Is acceptance of that poisoned chalice, His task to destroy the NBN, … Continue reading

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Think Badly Of Malcolm? Honi Soit Qui Mal Y Pense!*

So Malcolm Turnbull is hosting a post-budget conference. Who is he hoping will attend his forum on finance, Businessmen or Liberal party members? Will this help enhance His reputation, as Abbott shows too much belligerence Which, with dour Robb and … Continue reading

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Right Rich Mal (Apologies to William Carlos Williams)

Never not green but holds olive branch comes right rich Mal again

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An Aussie Lad (Apologies to A.E.H)

From Mal to Tony the pref’rence turns, The Libs have made it plain, Afar and wide their hope returns, Ambitions burn again. Look left, look right, the future’s bright, As if no poll there’d been. Tony will win the day … Continue reading

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Malcolm’s Musings (with apologies to W.S.)

When in disgrace with polls and Party eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, Troubling Machu Pichu with my bootless cries, And Lucy cannot comfort me, sweet mate. Wishing me like to Tony, rich in hope, Could surf like … Continue reading

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