YOU CAN CALL ME MAGGIE MAY

THE following is an anagram of Maggie May by Rod Stewart I’m Theresa and my last name’s May, I’m the new PM, My idol, Maggie, was the Iron Lady creme de la creme, So, Mr President, do I say, that you can call me Maggie May? Oh, Donald you can be my Ronald Reagan any day! You lured me across the sea, you treated me like a VIP, You held my hand, that is when you stole my heart. The morning sun made your coiffured hair look like ripened corn, As you welcomed me at the doorway to the White House hall, You asked about my trip, and you talked of our relationship, Oh, Donald I knew we’d get along just fine! You backed my Brexit stance, vowed that you would give Nato a chance, You told me the things that I wanted to hear. Angela Merkel, eat your heart out baby, I’m his Maggie May, His leading lady and I don’t mean maybe, I am number one. So join the others, get in line, I do not want to be unkind, But your dowdy cleavage is not cute like mine. I look good dressed in vivid red, or even funky leather slacks instead, Gee, I really put a twinkle in Donald’s roving eye! One thing Donald I’ve learned is though you’re a bon vivant You’re not a buffoon, bigot or just some guy with a huge bouffant, Not vacuous or bumptious at all, oh you’re nobody’s fool, You made me feel vivacious and loads of fun. You were a huge surprise to me, Not bombastic, as I thought you’d be, I will follow you, let’s go (my office or yours?) I will follow you, let’s go, my office or yours? (cue fade) Tony Crafter, Sevenoaks, Kent.