A constitutional fairy tale inspired by Newsnat smear victim and Labouring folk hero Ian Davidson.
By Daddy Unionist Bugbear
ONCE UPON a time there was a little girl named Salmylocks.
She went for a walk in the sovereign land of Scotland.
Pretty soon she came across a Unionist constitutional hoose.
She knocked and, when no one answered, she walked right in.
At the ballot box in the taxpayer subsidised kitchen there were three bowls of power porridge.
Salmylocks was hungry for power porridge.
She tasted the porridge from the first bowl labelled ‘Full on Independence’.
“This porridge is too hot!” she cried!
So she tasted the porridge from the second bowl labelled ‘Status Quo’
“This porridge is too cold!” she wept.
So, she tasted the last bowl of porridge labelled ‘Devo-Max’.
“Ahhh this porridge is just right!” she said happily and ate it all up. She then began briefing on its importance to the sovereign will of the Scottish people.
After she’d eaten the three Unionist Bugbears’ breakfasts she decided she was feeling a little tired.
While trying to find a suitable bed in the Unionist hoose she ended in breaking everything up.
To cut a Laboured short fairy tale even shorter, the Unionist Bugbears came back to discover that Salmylocks had illegally entered their hoose and destroyed their constitutional seats.
She had also messed up their constitutional beds with an unconstitutional populist agenda of humbug and hypocrisy.
Outraged at such populist liberty taking Daddy Unionist Bugbear bellowed: “The Scottish peoples’ sovereignty is not the same thing as the Scottish Parliament’s sovereignty ya populist porridge stealin’ chancer.
“You urnae gettin the wean’s power porridge – it’s not yours to eat.”
Just then, Salmylocks woke up to the reality of what she had done. She saw the three Unionist Bugbears and screamed to the people for help.
She jumped up and ran out of the constitutional bedroom, down through the kitchen, opened the populist door, and ran away into the Scottish mist.
She was last seen in the highest Courtrooms of Unionistland trying to convince a judge that the Unionist Bugbears were anti-Scottish enemies of the people.
And they all lived unhappily never endum.