Happy Valentine's Day to Scott Morrison

A happy Valentine's Day to all.

Labor is red, the Liberals are blue.

To the Prime Minister: I've a Valentine for you.

For all of the nation it's been nine long years,

He's tricked, he's lied, he's played on our fears.

To Hawaii he fled in the midst of a fire,

A hose he didn't hold; he was labelled a liar.

The SPEAKER: Order! I'm going to ask the member for Perth to withdraw that comment.

Mr GORMAN: I withdraw.

Our global relations have hit a new low.

'Did he lie?' a journo asked.

I don't think, I know.

The SPEAKER: Order! You just can't paraphrase something.

Mr GORMAN: I was quoting a journalist.

The SPEAKER: You can't quote an unparliamentary remark.

Mr GORMAN: I withdraw.

While his raid of this House has led to disorder,

He must confess now his hate of WA's border.

In Clive he found a billionaire to back,

And together they launched a western attack.

But not all his supporters were as loyal as Clive.

Now the cabinet is leaking as his support takes a dive.

Who leaked it out? Who revealed his plan?

This tricky political fix, PVO won't name his man.

This out-of-touch PM disappoints us daily.

His governing skills are as good as his ukulele.

To get rid of the PM will not be easy,

But what you can do is vote Anthony Albanese.