The “Party” is split, for the Caucus strain
Has forced its links asunder
Hope in him dies, yet still he cries,
Though his spell of power has vanished,
“The Rads may come in, what care I if they win
So the Tories from office be banished!”
The Grand Old Man.
The Grand Old Man to the war has come,
Confronting the foe you’ll find him;