13 MAY 1966, Page 4

The Nabarro Boy Aspiring statesmen all compete To seize the

corner gangway seat, From which it is child's play to trip The Chief (or Opposition) Whip. Nabarro, bustling for the fray, Decides that it shall be his day, So, caring hardly to avoid The sullen glance of Geoffrey Lloyd, Observes that, turn and turn about, It's time the Sandys were running out Sternly refusing all retreat, Glares gladly from the Master's seat, While one moustache extends by far Beyond the Sergeant at the Bar, The other brushes with its hair. The very Speaker in his Chair. Late absent, now at bay again, He reassumes his ancient reign.

CHRISTOPHER HOLLIS