You’re in the getting-Brexit-done business

I keep my distance, but you still catch my eye

It will raise the whole tone of the pandemic

Anything more and they’d expect too much

Five letters send a chill down the spine of your friends: BORIS

With friends like Tory backbenchers, who needs Cabinet colleagues?

Straighten tie, look to camera, the guys are here? Don’t smile, furrow brow, go

They’d have clapped, it would have been the best clapping

My name is Prudence and I’m here to have a good time

The Code of the Wafflers