Oh Rupey you little cupey!

Oh Rupert you’re such a cuddly
big friendly corporation.
You love us all, you rogue

come on admit it 
   somewhere, your heart beats
below the thickest of skins.

A self-appointed judge
who fudges all the issues, 
your money has of course been truly earnt, 
you just ask us to forget all those burnt.

Look, a tear for us, 
   the great unbrainwashed. 

No sorry, my mistake
News Corp just went down twenty cents.


 
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