Tony Blair Reminds Me Of A Budgie

Tony Blair reminds me of a budgie.
It's really nothing personal at all.
Just that, clinging to his perch,
With his head bowed, as in church,
He resembles pride preparing for a fall.

Tony Blair reminds me of a budgie.
This isn't said with animus or glee.
His opinions seem swell
When he clocks his little bell
But you don't feel bound to tell him 'I agree'.

Tony Blair reminds me of a budgie.
He can look into a mirror with delight.
He will never have his fill
Of a daily dose of Trill,
And there are some who think he's very, very bright.

Tony Blair reminds me of a budgie,
And my aunt considers budgies very sage.
When he gives a little chirrup
It can melt the heart to syrup,
But I wouldn't fancy cleaning out his cage.

From the book Tony Blair reminds me of a budgie

Tony Blair's charm offensive was halted when UNISON voted to retain Clause Four.