Tommy Robinson, the court case and (guffaw) 'free speech'

[Pickman's model]

England record in Cricket World Cups with Yaxley-Lennon out of prison: 0
England record in Cricket World Cups with Yaxley-Lennon in prison: 1

Number of times the UK crashed out of the eu while syl not in prison 0...

 

[SpackleFrog]

There is a cell, somewhere in Belmarsh,
Tommy's in Protective Custody,
And in his mind
He believes Donald will come,
To save him, poor refugee.

Inmates banging upon the door,
Piss and shit, in his meals,
Projectiles flying across the halls,
Boiling water in his eyes.
Leaves him

Helpless, Helpless, Helpless.
Donald, can you hear him now?
The chains are locked
And tied across the door,
Donald, save him please somehow.

Inmates banging upon the door,
Piss and shit, in his meals,
Projectiles flying across the halls,
Boiling water in his eyes.
Leaves him

Helpless, Helpless, Helpless.
Donald, can you hear him now?
The chains are locked
And tied across the door,
Donald, save him please somehow.

Actually SpineyNorman I think I've done the actual masterpiece. Pretty proud of this. To the tune of Helpless by Neil Young.

 

[SpineyNorman]

Wasn't Neil Young the hippy who thought Charles manson was a musical genius?

10/10 for effort but it's no Freeeee Tommy Robinson

 

[SpackleFrog]

Wasn't Neil Young the hippy who thought Charles manson was a musical genius?

10/10 for effort but it's no Freeeee Tommy Robinson

Nah that's Dennis Wilson from the Beach Boys. Honestly listen to the track this is better.

 

[friedaweed]

Wasn't Neil Young the hippy who thought Charles manson was a musical genius?

10/10 for effort but it's no Freeeee Tommy Robinson

NO

 

[SpineyNorman]

I think he was

 

[Proper Tidy]

Neil Young has shit politics but he's great though isn't he

 

[friedaweed]

Pistol shots ring out in the Luton night
Enter Victoria Derbyshire from the upper hall
She sees the kebab shop owner in a pool of blood
Cries out, "My God, they're burning poppies!"

Here comes the story of the Yoghurt Brain
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The Yakult of the world

Three bodies lyin' there does Vicky see
And another man named Barry Bennell, movin' around mysteriously
"I didn't do it, " he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only fiddlin with the kids, I hope you understand

I saw them leavin', " he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Vicky calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot shitty Luton night


Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Tommy Robinson and a couple of meatheads are drivin' around
Number one contender for the hooligan crown
Had no idea what kinda kebab was about to go down

When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In Luton that's just the way things go
If you're Tommy the racist you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you want to draw the heat


Kevin Carrol had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Yaxley Milkshake were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like cokeheads
They jumped into a white car and shared masturbates"

And Mervyn Jones he just gave Tommy head
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's right said Fred"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could knuckle shuffle the guilty men


Four in the mornin' and they haul Tommy in
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't that fly!"

Yes, here's the story of the Yoghurt Brain
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The Yacult of the world


Four months later, Luton's still the same
Tommy's house has been reduced
To get a quick sale
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a pool"
"Remember you said you and Barrymore were just playing the fools?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that swimmer that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."

Yes, here's the story of the Yoghurt Brain
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The Yacult of the world

+ nine more verses

 

[friedaweed]

I think he was

Fuckin hell Norm that's stretching it more than my Bob Dylan ditty about the Yogurt Brain that is. Do you know the lyrics to Revolution Blues?

 

[SpineyNorman]

Fuckin hell Norm that's stretching it more than my Bob Dylan ditty about the Yogurt Brain that is. Do you know the lyrics to Revolution Blues?

It's not the song I'm linking to it's the blurb about it underneath. I know he wasn't a follower but he knew him before the murders and really was impressed with him as a musician. He claims he wasn't the only one but nobody else admits it which I can believe

 

[A380]

He couldn't have done it last year for a World Cup that actually mattered?

Prick.

The rugby world cup starts this September?

 

[xenon]

Fuckoffwithshitpoetry

 

[A380]

In one single moment Tomeh’s whole life can turn round
He stands there for a minute, staring straight into the ground
Looking to the far right slightly, then looking back down
The world feels like it's caved in proper, sorry frown
Please let me show you how it could be if he hadn’t got sent down.


Dry your eyes, Steve
I know it's hard to take but the judge’s mind has been made up
There's plenty more knobs on the web
Dry your eyes, Yax
I know you want to make Donald see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to get banged up now, it's over

 

[xenon]

 

[A380]

Pistol shots ring out in the Luton night
Enter Victoria Derbyshire from the upper hall
She sees the kebab shop owner in a pool of blood
Cries out, "My God, they're burning poppies!"

Here comes the story of the Yoghurt Brain
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The Yakult of the world

Three bodies lyin' there does Vicky see
And another man named Barry Bennell, movin' around mysteriously
"I didn't do it, " he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only fiddlin with the kids, I hope you understand

I saw them leavin', " he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Vicky calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot shitty Luton night


Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Tommy Robinson and a couple of meatheads are drivin' around
Number one contender for the hooligan crown
Had no idea what kinda kebab was about to go down

When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In Luton that's just the way things go
If you're Tommy the racist you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you want to draw the heat


Kevin Carrol had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Yaxley Milkshake were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like cokeheads
They jumped into a white car and shared masturbates"

And Mervyn Jones he just gave Tommy head
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's right said Fred"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could knuckle shuffle the guilty men


Four in the mornin' and they haul Tommy in
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't that fly!"

Yes, here's the story of the Yoghurt Brain
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The Yacult of the world


Four months later, Luton's still the same
Tommy's house has been reduced
To get a quick sale
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a pool"
"Remember you said you and Barrymore were just playing the fools?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that swimmer that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."

Yes, here's the story of the Yoghurt Brain
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The Yacult of the world

+ nine more verses

Best SO FAR

 

[SpackleFrog]

The rugby world cup starts this September?

Wales are winning that though.

 

[SpackleFrog]

Pistol shots ring out in the Luton night
Enter Victoria Derbyshire from the upper hall
She sees the kebab shop owner in a pool of blood
Cries out, "My God, they're burning poppies!"

Here comes the story of the Yoghurt Brain
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The Yakult of the world

Three bodies lyin' there does Vicky see
And another man named Barry Bennell, movin' around mysteriously
"I didn't do it, " he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only fiddlin with the kids, I hope you understand

I saw them leavin', " he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Vicky calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot shitty Luton night


Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Tommy Robinson and a couple of meatheads are drivin' around
Number one contender for the hooligan crown
Had no idea what kinda kebab was about to go down

When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In Luton that's just the way things go
If you're Tommy the racist you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you want to draw the heat


Kevin Carrol had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Yaxley Milkshake were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like cokeheads
They jumped into a white car and shared masturbates"

And Mervyn Jones he just gave Tommy head
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's right said Fred"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could knuckle shuffle the guilty men


Four in the mornin' and they haul Tommy in
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't that fly!"

Yes, here's the story of the Yoghurt Brain
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The Yacult of the world


Four months later, Luton's still the same
Tommy's house has been reduced
To get a quick sale
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a pool"
"Remember you said you and Barrymore were just playing the fools?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that swimmer that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."

Yes, here's the story of the Yoghurt Brain
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The Yacult of the world

+ nine more verses

Brilliant effort. Fair play.

 

[SpackleFrog]

In one single moment Tomeh’s whole life can turn round
He stands there for a minute, staring straight into the ground
Looking to the far right slightly, then looking back down
The world feels like it's caved in proper, sorry frown
Please let me show you how it could be if he hadn’t got sent down.


Dry your eyes, Steve
I know it's hard to take but the judge’s mind has been made up
There's plenty more knobs on the web
Dry your eyes, Yax
I know you want to make Donald see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to get banged up now, it's over

Love this. Do more verses!

 

[klang]

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'[...] for only a fool makes a point without leaving a mark.'
Rashnee Sin Saaq (Beyond the great Unknown 18:6ff)

 

[Libertad]

For your delectation and delight, a haiku:

Tommy Robinson
Your name's also on the list
Snivelling cock drip.

 

[JuanTwoThree]

Tommy

I'M NOT FREE! I'm not free

And not freedom tastes of captivity

I'm not free-I'm not free

An' I'm waiting for you to unfollow me

 

[Rivendelboy]

Giant steps aren't what you take, talking like a loon
I hope the law don't break, talking like a loon

Broadcast laws are troubling, talking like a loon
Contempt of court means nothing, talking like a loon

 

[Shippou-Sensei]

And fuck you, Tommy Robinson
Racists love you more than you will know
Wo wo wo
Arrest you, please, Tommy Robinson
Belmarsh holds a place for you you today
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey

 

[Pickman's model]

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two small and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the dunes,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cokehead goon,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on this lifeless mug,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Tommy R, thug of thugs;
Look on my Works, ye MSM, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that minute Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

 

[Pickman's model]

TopCat ^^

 

[Shippou-Sensei]

Vindictus

It matters not how strait my hate,
How charged with punishments, with no parole,
I am the master of my fate,
Coz I am a dickhead to my soul.

 

[Pickman's model]

Posterity will ne’er survey
a Nobler grave than this:
Here lie the bones of Robinson:
Stop, traveller, and piss!

 

[Shippou-Sensei]

Go, tell the English, stranger passing by
That here, (reluctantly) obedient to their laws, we lie.

 

[marty21]

A lot of anger on the twitters from tommy fans - apparently he has been fitted up by the establishment

 

[friedaweed]

Ha ha ha ha ha
Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really want
So tell me what you want, what you really, really want

I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really want
So tell me what you want, what you really, really want

I wanna, (ha) I wanna, (ha) I wanna, (ha) I wanna, (ha)
I wanna really, really, really wanna Sharia free Luton

If you want my future, forget my past
If you wanna get with me, you better not fast

Now don't go wasting my racist time
Get your act together and please pay my fine

I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really want
So tell me what you want, what you really, really want

I wanna, (ha) I wanna, (ha) I wanna, (ha) I wanna, (ha)
I wanna really, really, really wanna ziga Sieg Heil

If you wanna be my lover, you gotta be a facebook friend
(Gotta get with my friends)
Make it last forever, sponsorship never ends
If you wanna be my lover, you have got to give
Taking is too easy, but that's the way Danny is.

You can slap Tommy the Spice Monkey here