For Britain Cool did Tony Blair
A stately pleasure-dome declare:

Where Third Way, the sacred mantra, ran
Through every spin doctor's careful plan
Down to a Sun blessed seer.
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Dear New Labour Government,
Let twice five years of middle ground
With Birthday fun be girdled round:
Let Gordon Brown get budget thrills
Blossoming by inherited economy;
And let's use the lie, ancient as the hills,
Enfolding socialism with parsimony.
May the shadow of the dome of pleasure
Help you in your Birthday sharing;
Where is heard with mingled measure
Both the frugal and the caring.
It is a miracle of rare device,
A caring state with finance of ice!
Happy Birthday!
Yours
Cool Britannia
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