Jeremy Hunt, No Cockney Implied

I don’t think I’ve penned
’bout Jeremy Hunt,

It would be,

Offending word-use,
Rhyming a poem,

I can hear the rune,
‘Hunt’, then going..

The distaste such doggerel
Could inflict on your ears:

Perhaps our doctors
Can suture my fears:

Stitch the Hunt tight,
Allow nothing to pass,

Then he will truly
Talk out of his arse.