Reader, please beware
of the Clarkson apologist.
Here’s how you can find out
if you’ve got one in your midst.
He’s the kind of man who says
global warming does not exist.
Defends his golf club’s ban on women
then claims he’s not sexist.
He illustrates homosexuality
through the limpness of a wrist.
Still talks about the two world wars
and then clenches his right fist.
Bemoans the bloody immigrants
of which his England now consists.
Every night he drives home
his terrain response Range Rover pissed.
I could go on
but I’m sure you get the gist.