It's Over

Espana are world champions and wonders never cease.
He has no choice – he grabs his crotch. (He’s a man’s man, is Luis).
Success and domination to him are fish and chips,
He grabs Jenni Hermeso, kisses her on the lips.

Later, she tells her team-mates “I didn’t like that kiss”
but PR have a strategy to deal with stuff like this.
The staff put out a statement they say is in her name:
“It was mutual and spontaneous, and he was not to blame.”

But still there’s murmurs of dissent so they put on a show;
the female coaches for the team are shown to the front row.
Luis will not go quietly, his job is on the line;
“Fake feminism is at work and no, I shan’t resign.”

He gets a huge ovation, not clapping would be rude;
the Spanish Federation say Jenni will be sued.
He’s saying now he asked her and she replied “OK”.
Is that what really happened? Hermeso says “No way.”

His mother goes on hunger strike. “They’re picking on him – why?
He’s always been a good boy, he wouldn’t hurt a fly.”
Most Spanish women don’t agree. They’ve had this sexist stuff
for years but now’s the moment they say they’ve had enough.

The thunderclouds are gathering – it’s over, is the word.
For him to stay in power now would simply be absurd.
So Luis Rubiales is not a man we’ll miss:
he wrecked the World Cup coverage with a self-important kiss.