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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357644" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jones M.P.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was thus in the beginning: With a sporting chance of winning,<br>Jones contested an election years ago.<br>He was young, enthusiastic, and maintained that measures drastic<br>Were imperative to save the land from Woe.<br>For the laudable admiration of this budding politician,<br>Who with zeal to serve his bleeding country burned,<br>Was to make a reputation as a saviour of the nation,<br>And a clean and honest statesman - if returned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The electors took a fancy to the youngster, and the chance he<br>Had of winning was improved where'er he went.<br>His high motives were respected, and, in short, he was elected;<br>And an Honest Man went into Parliament.<br>Went in to strive for glory where there held a system hoary,<br>Founded on the good old English party plan.<br>Wherefore Jones, half understanding things, submitted to the branding,<br>And became, perforce, a solid party man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when he heard a mention of the Whip <br>Party Whip,<br>He gave answer, as he curled a scornful lip,<br>And his honest zeal upbore him,<br>That his course was plain before him,<br>Just the clean, straight course of earnest statesmanship.<br>For young Jones held notions utterly absurd;<br>And the old campaigners sniggered when they heard<br>That young patriot unfolding<br>His stern views, and Truth upholding,<br>But he meant it, when he said it, ev'ry word.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For a time, in all debating, Jones was famed for boldly stating<br>Plain, blunt truths and keen uncomfortable facts;<br>Till his colleagues grew uneasy, for, in fashion bland and breezy,<br>He proposed to back his burning words with acts.<br>And they told him, with much cunning, that he might be in the running<br>For the leadership if he'd consent to hedge.<br>He was bold, ambitious, clever, but advance, they said, he'd never<br>While he clung to childish notions of his pledge.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brave young Jones at first was scornful; but, ere long, with visage mournful,<br>He sat down to think on what he stood to lose.<br>And his party friends, with caution, hinted honours were his portion<br>If he'd but consent to water down his views.<br>And they e'en suggested slyly that, although they valued highly<br>His great services, defiance was not meet.<br>Till, his splendid dream departing, Jones saw plainly that a parting<br>With his party meant a parting with his seat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was then he heard the cracking of the Whip <br>Party Whip!<br>And he found the System had him in its grip,<br>On the one hand was devotion<br>To his duty, with promotion<br>On the other, and the hope of leadership.<br>For he'd come unto the parting of the ways,<br>And he hearkened to the voice of fulsome praise <br>To the promise of preferment,<br>And - there happened the interment<br>Of the self-respecting Jones of other days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Step by step he climbed the ladder: now a wiser if a sadder<br>And a meaner politician, till he led,<br>And his party, though erratic, was lukewarmly democratic;<br>Thus he strove to soothe his conscience on this head.<br>But there came a day of clamour when his colleagues vowed the glamour<br>Of his visions was all bunkum and a myth;<br>For these champions of the nation had perceived their sole salvation<br>Lay in fusing with the Tory leader, Smith.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jones at first held out, refusing all suggestions of his fusing<br>With this person he had hitherto abused.<br>But he marked his sullen backing, and he heard the whip a-cracking,<br>Then he abjectly surrendered all, and - 'fused' ...<br>Jones is now a semi-leader. O, consider, gentle reader;<br>Think, how many politicians can you name<br>Who, though starting straight and cleanly, have surrendered weakly, meanly,<br>When their party bid them fuse and 'play the game'?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How they shudder at the cracking of the Whip <br>Tory whip.<br>How they tremble lest the slightest fault or slip<br>Should offend their august master,<br>And upon them bring disaster,<br>And deprive them of their cherished membership.<br>'Twas to save their bleeding country in they went,<br>And to bleed it save themselves in Parliament;<br>Ev'ry worthy cause neglecting,<br>Their own worthless skins protecting,<br>And a fig for all the 'views' they 'represent.'<br>O, the 'freedom' of the Fusion Party man!<br> Noble man!<br>Abject creature of the grim old Tory clan,<br>Waiting, watching, shuffling, veering,<br>Scheming, plotting, engineering <br>Sorry product of the 'Good old Party Plan.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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