Ode to a half brick

It flies, it has a certain grace

It hits a policeman in the face,

Your name makes politicians sick

Oh, people's friend. Oh, half a brick!

You bring justice to the weak,

You give the masses voice to speak, 

The stone that arcs in graceful lob,

Bestows the wisdom of the mob.

A brick brings empires crumbling down,

For Tony Blair or Gordon Brown,

It shuts their mouths and stops their lies,

And gives the masses strength rise.

A brick reduces governments to mockery

And ends it days atop a rockery.