Justin Gleeson felt the wrath, of Attorney-General George
When Brandis tried to reign in tight, opinions he could forge
“No-one shall seek your counsel, without speaking first to me
And you shall not opine them, until my moniker you see”
George cried, "We discussed it", Justin said, "That's rot"
Had George misled Parliament? Was his reputation shot?
Firmly Brandis stood his ground, he wouldn't give an inch
No matter what they threw at him, the A-G didn't flinch
But Gleeson took his boss to task, a fire it was ignited
And ever it did still smoulder, until Justin he alighted
“I can’t work with a person, who can’t meet me with his eyes
I’m headed back to Phillip Street, and a definite pay rise”
Great leaders in Australian law, are not on George’s side
They say that he’s just balls’d it up, though for Brandis 'tis just pride
“Gleeson did the honourable thing”; yep, he really did say that
Which only goes to demonstrate, our Georgie boy’s a pratt
So the direction’s now redundant, now Gleeson’s fled the coop
George he got his outcome, though how lowly he did stoop
Absurdity it threatens, when Malcolm he must ask
George for signed permission, to send his Solicitor a task
When Brandis tried to reign in tight, opinions he could forge
“No-one shall seek your counsel, without speaking first to me
And you shall not opine them, until my moniker you see”
George cried, "We discussed it", Justin said, "That's rot"
Had George misled Parliament? Was his reputation shot?
Firmly Brandis stood his ground, he wouldn't give an inch
No matter what they threw at him, the A-G didn't flinch
But Gleeson took his boss to task, a fire it was ignited
And ever it did still smoulder, until Justin he alighted
“I can’t work with a person, who can’t meet me with his eyes
I’m headed back to Phillip Street, and a definite pay rise”
Great leaders in Australian law, are not on George’s side
They say that he’s just balls’d it up, though for Brandis 'tis just pride
“Gleeson did the honourable thing”; yep, he really did say that
Which only goes to demonstrate, our Georgie boy’s a pratt
So the direction’s now redundant, now Gleeson’s fled the coop
George he got his outcome, though how lowly he did stoop
Absurdity it threatens, when Malcolm he must ask
George for signed permission, to send his Solicitor a task
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