Rocking Ham Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

The masonic mafia do conspire
For now they realize he has returned
All the gangsters in this pissy wee shire
Want to shut him and to have him burned

Corrupt judges and politician
Stand over this town like a pack of wolves
They know when he speaks great people listen
Afraid that their crime network will be proved

How pathetic and weak these scum bags are
Cowards and rats every single one
Yet the peasants totally unaware
That they are ruled by a lair of demon

The crown turns its back to the killing spree
Serial killers allowed to roam free