So my Premier, OUR Premier, OUR DEAR Premier,
Were you up all night,
blasted out of your tree
throwing darts
at pics
of Wee-Hughie?
Or were you,
dream fighting
PC demons
in your personal hell;
fearing you couldn't
answer the bell?
Well I hope you slept
cause 2011 is here,
and you need be
in fighting shape
in this,
OUR election year
(ohhh, how exciting!)
Okay, DEAR Premier,
on this frigid morn'
take a look in the mirror
one that isn't forlorn.
A good look I say
this cold New Year's Day
time to take stock
of what you have to say
Hey MY Premier
don't turn away
you need to do this
to do it today!
See those eyes,
see that brow?
NOW
you tell me HOW ...
HOW on earth
are you gonna win
if ya don't get yourself
some better spin?
The time is nigh,
the time is here
Makeover! Makeover!
And greet the New Year!
