More of a Christmas carol than a poem, dedicated to our later, unlamented Education Secretary, and set to the tune of Santa Claus Is Coming to Town:
You’d better not hope, dream or aspire
Stay in your place, you won’t get any higher
Michael Gove is coming to town
You’d better brush up on traditional skills
Caning and Latin and military drills
Michael Gove is coming to town
He inspects while you are sleeping
Cuts while you’re awake
Sells our schools to his Tory mates
So fight back for all our children’s sake
So tell Mr Gove to get on his bike
Refuse extra workload, walk out on strike
Mi-chael Gove is coming to town
Mi-chael Gove is coming to town
Michael Gove is coming to town
