Harold was thrilled by his conquest,
(He really expected a crown)
We'll govern old England together,"
He said to his pal Georgie Brown.

As he sat at the head of the table,
He looked so stately and grand,
He surveyed all his ministers around him,
In his chair, with his pipe, in his hand.

But Harold was not very happy,
He thought he could not do his best,
For when he came to count up his numbers,
He had only three o'er the rest.

Then one cold day in the winter
Harold who was always a toff,
Having no debates on at the moment,
Had given his lads the day off.

They'd all taken a bus ride t' Margate,
When George said in Harold's big ear,
“Let's go and put t’breeze up Tories,"
Said Harold "By gum! that's an idea."

So he called all his MP’s together
And lifted his quiet northern voice

  "Hands up, who wants an election?"
That was swank ‘cos they hadn't no choice.

They started the battle in earnest.
And Harold was sure of success,
He said after 13 years of Tories,
The country was right in a mess.

At this Ted rose cool but angry,
And said "Give us none of your cheek,
You'd best have No. 10 decorated
I'll be wanting to use it next week!"

When Harold heard this 'ere defiance,
With rage he turned purple and blue,
And shouted some rude words at t' Tories.
To which Ted replied "And you!"

Tories had nowt in their favour,
Their chances of victory seemed small,
National opinion were against ‘em
And so was “Gallop” an’ all.

The country were split in two parties,
No one knew just where to tread,
One half shouted “Good old Harold,”
The others hollered “Come along Ted.”

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