The Ballad of Scott Morrison

Posted on September 3, 2018 by a foolhardy florilegium

I have a heart, it’s made of coal;
for Mamon I did sell my Soul.
30 pieces of silver was my price;
now with no Soul I’m cold as ice.
But that’s OK within my role;
selling Australia is my goal.

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Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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