Onward Luxon’s soldiers

Marching to class war

With the lust for profit

Going on before.

Chris the new ringmaster

Leads against the foe

Forward into battle,

Goes this C.E.O!

Onward Luxon’s soldier’s

Marching to class war,

With the lust for profit,

Going on before.

At Luxon’s religion

Voters may yet flee

Surely someone’s focused-grouped

His Christianity?

Bottom lips may quiver

When the news is shared

From bible-bashing Tories

The country would be spared.

Onward Luxon’s soldier’s

Marching to class war,

With the lust for profit,

Going on before.

The Nats were once a party

Inspiring fear and dread

In every street, in every town

They left the Reds for dead.

Now a fractious rabble

Of vicious smears and leaks

An off-putting selection

Of circus clowns and freaks.

Onward Luxon’s soldier’s

Marching to class war,

With the lust for profit,

Going on before.

Leader follows leader

Factions rise and fall

But the pollsters’ numbers

Hardly change at all.

Weary of the slaughter

Caucus takes a punt

Pins their hopes

just one more time

on one more rich white … man

Onward Luxon’s soldier’s

Marching to class war,

With the lust for profit,

Going on before.

Gleeful sits Jacinda

Among her happy throng

Struggling to believe that

Her luck could last so long.

Covid won the last fight

Unleashing the Red Tide

Does Luxon prove that Labour

Has God upon its side?

Onward Luxon’s soldier’s

Marching to class war,

With the lust for profit,

Going on before.

Chris Trotter

2 December 2021