Thread by @MerryMichaelW

Friends, subjects, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Labour, not to praise it.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Labour. The noble Keith
Hath told you Labour was ambitious:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Keith disinterred it.
Here, under leave of Mandrakesom and the rest–
For Keith is an "honourable" man;
So are they all, all "honourable" men–
Come I to speak in Labour’s funeral.

Labour was my part, faithful and just to me:
But Keiths says he IS ambitious;
And Keith IS an "honourable" man.
He hath sent many lefties home to Coventry
Whose subs did the Party coffers fill:
Did this in Corbyn seem ambitious?

When that the poor have cried, Corbyn hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Keith says he IS ambitious;
And Keith is an "honourable" man.
You all did see that on #Assange -
Who spoke for ALL press freedom -
Which Keithe did thrice suborn: was this AMBITION?

Yet Keith says he IS ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Keith spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.

Many did love him once, not without cause?
What cause withholds you then, to mourn the Party?
O judgment! Thou art fled to Southside beasts,
And ALL have lost their reason. Bear with me ...
My heart lies in the coffin there with Labour,
And I must pause, till it come back to me.

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