Behind the Curtain

Even Priti Patel rocked up.
She just couldn't resist.
The moment calls rang out for an eviction,
Priti would appear.
It was like clockwork.
A narrow smile somehow filled her face.
She poked at her Johnson.
Who was, as usual,
Ejaculating the typical nonsense.
His pudgy arms clasped around a table leg.
Carrie stood by revving up a drill,
Eager to bolt the thing to the floor.