  I met an old soothsayer she was looking very grave She said I fear our government No longer can be saved So many signs and portents too many to ignore Politicians looking nervous Journalists looking bored And we are all terribly afraid For Alistair Darling’
s eyebrows Are blacker than the ace of spades How come his eyebrows are so dark When all his other hair’ s so white It is a sign that he believes everything he says is. something rhyming with 'right')  Tony’ s hair is getting thinner Gordon’ s going grey But Alistair’ s there in monchrome and now there’ s a price to pay the day of reckoning is come Judgement is drawing nigh the power of the evil eyebrow Can’ t be overcome by dye Alistair must be dealt with Darling cannot trust to luck He’ s going to have to get the treatment he’ s going to have to get them plucked 
