The unbearable smugness of Bercow

Tom Chivers' comparison of John Bercow's speech to the performance of a drunken uncle at a provincial wedding has inspired the Tavern regulars to the following effort:

(with apologies to the Beatles)

Picture yourself in a row all a-quiver
As a speech for the Queen becomes politicised;
Everyone cringes as Bercow gets going,
Hyperbole piled to the skies.

Members of Parliament Bercow has seen
Towering over his head
Look at him oddly or narrow their eyes;
He goes on…

Should the Speaker hijack the limelight?
Should the Speaker hijack the limelight?
Should the Speaker hijack the limelight?

What have we here in the paean he’s spouting?
His clear propaganda is quite a surprise
Mrs B smiles as Cameron glowers
How could he let that one go by?

Newpaper pundits appear to be sure,
Wouldn’t let that slip away;
Kaleidoscope’s shorthand for ‘Rainbow and Proud’
He goes on…

Should the Speaker hijack the limelight?
Should the Speaker hijack the limelight?
Should the Speaker hijack the limelight?

Picture yourself purple with indignation
Like Cameron staring through hostile eyes;
Suddenly Bercow has seized the advantage
And grabbed a kaleidoscope prize.