Goodbye Mr Cummings Poem by Shaun Cronick

Dominic Cummings.
I'm not one to point a finger,
But you simply had to go.
Your conceit was beyond belief,
Now reaping what you sow.

Lies piled high on lies,
Deceit after endless deceit.
Grab your mask and coat,
Now turned out on the street.

You got away with political murder,
With the bodies buried deep.
The blood still on your hands,
Never stopped you losing sleep.

But then the day of reckoning,
The PM finally had had enough.
You now became a curt liability,
Out which you couldn't bluff.

So at long last Mr Cummings,
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.
History will teach one thing,
It doesn't pay to lie.