Yanks? More like no thanks.
Thailad? Not a chance, he's bad.
Poleaboo? Give him the shoe.
Liscki? Won't be missed, will he?
[Enter stage: UKIP band]
But Farage? Well.. that man's in charge
[Enter: Farage, swings in by rope]
Ahoy!
Gotta wank? Did a poo?
Let me tell you a thing or two,
Don't post it!
[Back up singers: don't post it, don't post it!]
Don't post it!
[again, the same]
For with you and me
and yanks hanging from a tree
We'll make /brit/
The banter powershouse
it should beeeeeeeeeeeee!
[Close curtain]