A Poem Dedicated to Len Brown
You the Auckland mayor, Len brown, Has been caught with your pants down, The sordid details make me sick, hearing about what that girl did to your d***. Really did you think you would get away, With all that extra marital play, Apparently you gave the girl clamidiah, If I was your daughter I would not forgive ya! 25 years younger every one has said, Turns out she wants some one who can last longer in bed, So Len old boy, before you charge us for our trash, Pop down to your doctor and sort that rash, Resign from being our cities mayor, And for gods sake sterilize your seat and chair.

















