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Bravely bold Sir Micheal who knew a lot.
He was not afraid to debate “O brave Sir Michael!
”He faced the “Brute”, and harangued him
Because he was so great,
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Michael!
He is far smarter than you or I,
Not like the “Brute” who is knee high;
He’ll take you on, man to man;
And leave you speechless because he can,
Brave, brave, brave, Sir Michael!
His head so big, so full of wit
And not you might say, so full of shi*!
When he proclaims, you shall bow down,
Because he's the smartest boy in town,
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Michael
At this point an increasingly apprehensive Sir Michael is interrupted by his faithful minstrels and, is advised that contrary to his own opinion, the “Brute” is actually a well meaning little man, who happens to have a bundle of facts under arm.
“What do I care says the Brave Sir Michael”. What is this “Brute” but an intellectual pygmy when compared to my greatness. Let him stand before me in combat, at this place you mere mortals call “The Dail”.
Then Michael has the challenge taken up
Instead of the “Brute”, he is asked to face a much more formidable foe, Pat “The Killer Rabbit”, on the field of combat known as Ar-tee-Ee. This furry harbinger of doom, cute, furry, soft, and completely deadly. Brave Sir Michael took one look, made one phone call, and
Brave Sir Michael ran away.
Bravely ran away, away!
When danger reared its ugly head,
He bravely turned his tail and fled.
Yes, brave Sir Michael turned about
And gallantly he chickened out.
Bravely taking to his feet
He beat a very brave retreat,
Bravest of the brave, Sir Michael!
And later, as Sir Michael sits sullenly in the Dail, beside his King, Bertie the Mumbler, echoes could be heard from across the floor
He is packing it in and packing it up
And sneaking away and buggering up
And chickening out and pissing off home,
Yes, bravely he is throwing in the sponge...
Brave brave Sir Michael
(with eternal apologies to the team at Monty Python)
Just an aside, wasn't it the gob************************es from the young PD's who dressed up as chickens a few years ago and followed a Labour leader around during an election campaign. Why don't Labour dress up a few minstrels and send them around after Michael singing the above.
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Originally Posted by radicalcleric