Plague Songs - Let’s All Go Dunkirking / by Rich Hobbs

We beat the Hun, the Japanese

And now we’ve beaten a disease!

     VE - VJ - VV DAY! (V for Virus).

But before the second wave

Sweeps us all into the grave

    Don’t forget a glorious moment to inspire us!

We didn’t need the Yanks

Or brigades of Soviet tanks

    To define our mighty nation with their work.

The essence of True Brit

Is to roll ourselves in shit

    And pretend it’s glory, just like at Dunkirk!

    So let’s all go Dunkirking

    Because bugger all is working

        And the situation generally is dire

    And as everything gets murkier

    We chaps’ll get Dunkirkier

        And victoriously sink into the mire!

It’s because our Ruling Class

Can’t tell its elbow from its arse,

    All these berks listed with peerages in Burke’s,

Who drawl they’ve won because they’ve dared -

Ill-equipped and unprepared -

    To deny they’ve fucked things up, like at Dunkirk.

Posh, bland and mediocre,

Always in hock to their brokers,

    Complacent and inept, wrapped in their perks,

They’ll still yowl of England’s Glories

(Long since sold off by the Tories)

    With each fresh steaming shitrain of Dunkirks!

    So let’s all go Dunkirking

    Because the dying are just shirking

        Whether cannon fodder or some wheezing codgers!

    If our victory seems quirky

    That’s because we’re so Dunkirky!

        So let’s drink all night to toast our ruling bodgers!

They’ll claim the spitfire is their plane,

Churchill theirs, though Chamberlain

    Is more their mark (or Churchill versus Turks)

And they then expect our thanks

When they dump the other ranks

    At Gallipoli, and would have at Dunkirk

With their talent to appease

From dictators to disease

    Winging the lot, pretending it’s hard work,

Unprepared and ill-equipped!

Then little people’s little ships

    Save their bacon like they did once at Dunkirk.

    So let’s all go Dunkirking

    As our wise rulers are jerking

        Around the BEF or NHS

    And if you think you’re feeling perkier

    You are just feeling Dunkirkier!

        Dropped into one more god-almighty mess!

Because they’ll lead you to your Death

With the lies upon their breath,

    Each balls-up blanked with an infectious smirk,

And this is just the latest highlight

Of our never-ending twilight

    That began falling on the beaches of Dunkirk!

    So let’s all go Dunkirking

    Because bugger all is working

        And everything they touch will turn to crap

    So if you’re feeling irky

    Forget it all and get Dunkirky

        And blow the whole damn bankroll on an app!

    Let’s all go Dunkirking

    Although Nemesis is lurking!

        Sucking on a Duchy Original rusk!

    Hone your dirk until its dirkier

    Slash your wrists to get Dunkirkier

        And dance across the beaches through the dusk

    And we’ll carry on Dunkirking

    Until nothing more is working

        To be Dunkirky-wirky’s such a lark

    And then strap on that old merkin

    And let’s all going Dunkirking

        And reel all night Dunkirking!  In the dark.