Power Is Life And So It Takes Its Course - Poem by Keith Johnson
FOR RUPERT MURDOCH AND JERRY HALL
'Will you love me, as I have my way
When the prostate flares on cue?
Now the charms of youth have passed away
Will true love see us through?
'For ancient roosters, it’s mostly swagger
With swivelled hips in walking frame
I’m off my rocker just like Jagger
Though fair and balanced still in name
‘Oh, I love you for your catwalk art
And the blush the cheek has dusted,
But most I love you as a celeb tart
Whose bigger bang be busted
‘When I'm riding round the world
I can get no satisfaction
Except with you my 6 foot girl
Now you supply my girlie action
‘I don’t want you to cook my bread
Just be there when I'm sad and blue
And leave some buns upon the bed.
So I can toast and spread a few
‘Old men need to clinch a squeeze
With champagne and vibrator
The more to tease and please
A lanky Yankee captivator
‘As the Sun goes down
On Fox and Friends and my Agenda
When there’s no else around
I need your loving tender.
‘For the eyes are all the soul has left
With you I see right through:
That wiles and aisles have purchase kept
With pearls and diamonds just for you
‘I’ll take you to the Rugby
An Aussie proud and free
Though when it comes to making money
It’s the USA for me.
‘From now on I’ll set the tone
So see whose tricks are bigger:
Best not play around, I’ll tap your phone
Just call me Dirty Digger!
‘I may not be a Stone who sings
My blowsy groupie queen
But if you die a tone still rings
As wretched hacks despoil the scene
‘So the ageing dingo sly and ruthless
Runs down calves without remorse
Though I’m old, I’m not toothless
Power is life and so it takes its course'.
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