National Democrat

Democracy

She wants you to be an ideal man
You need the soul of a poet and a good career plan
You need to be coy, yet very outgoing
You need to be strong, yet feelings must be showing

I hate to tell you, I know you'll be pissed
That nowadays sex is a big shopping list
You need to be satisfied, yet always want more
And empathise daily with transsexual whore

You need to be open to brand new things
But not be perverted, that epithet stings
Don't be serious, she'll think you 'funny'
She only really cares about money

All of a sudden by proxy, by vote
You're no longer dad, and accept her note
Telling you calmly that she always wanted 'more'
She's found a six foot one legged whore

Adjust to life without your kids love
Pray for revenge from Lord God above
Yet what's this? You see, morality it bends!
He's left for his bohemian friends

Now look what you've done, you vacuous cow
The kids call nobody daddy now
Vitriolic, like Betjeman's poem on Slough
We both have ulcer and furrowed brow

Truth is that to you Germaine Greer
Was in social class terms nowhere near
She only ever cared about flesh and looks
To hawk more copies of self-satisfied books

For women or 'wimmin' she brought near
Materialist need to 'have a career'
This is nothing to envy, take it is read
It screws up your life and messes with your head

There's one girl, she doesn't know yet
Germaine you must go to get
No-one talks now, you'll have to text her
That fathers are just an optional extra

Go down the clinic, break into the bank
Fill yourself up with product of wank
Of criminal, swindler, pimp or hack
Take care that none of these 'qualities' lack

The next generation will bear this scar
Already they yearn for a big flashy car
Proposition strangers in a neat trendy bar
And be seen naked in the Daily Star

For anything and everything in life you can pay
Cry 'freedom', 'democracy', 'liberation' hooray!
In romance as in culture and art
Things don't endure, they just fall apart