Your prose is elegant As you demonstrate contempt, it's trueAnd the targets you attack Mostly deserve a whack from youYes, you're entertaining, you fill up the page Fill it up with your rageBut now there's a doubt Over the wisdom you hand out in spadesPlease tell us which you think Is the country we should next hell invadeWhat a bloody carnage You cheered us into And the others like youWho never wore a uniform Unless it was a uniform Of a school or youth organizationBut through watching others do What they would never doHolds a slight fascinationAnd now I'm reminded By feelings so strong Of Bernie Taupin's lyricThe Sir Elton song Can you see the hardest work?Cos you demand apologies From public figures on their kneesAs you invite them to say so long So let's hear your renditionOf words of contrition For getting it so wrongWould you like to say something?Would you like to say sorry?Sorry, that's s-o-r-r-y