Warren Bradley quits

Knifed in the back and knifed in the front.

For all their faults, Mike Storey and warren Bradley must rate as the best leaders we have had in Liverpool for generations. Look at the place now compared to what it was like in the 1990s when the idea-less Labour were last in charge. Storey took the place by the scruff of the neck and started the job of transformation, Bradley gave the place another kick in the pants to finish the job. Well done lads, you have much to be proud about.

Ironic that Warren Bradley should have pleaded so hard for the media to lay off in the last few years because it was making his children suffer. Not sure what's gone here but you can't help but feel a degree of sympathy for him.

And so farewell to Warren Bradley

Of common sense, the poor lad had nay,

Stumbling like a donkey, lame

with everyone but him to blame



There were no ears to hear you beg

from the day you passed the blame to Clegg

For you started your doomed expedition

before he joined the coalition



You wanted folk to vote Lib Dem

On a slogan that you’re not like them

A desperate plea in your final hour

While your party keeps the Tories in power



The local government Jewel in the Crown

Was left for scrap when you went down

Now you see the harsh reality

Of Liberal Democrat loyalty



Where the price to pay, as we will see

To secure Clegg’s place in history

Is your beloved party locally

Flushed down the electoral lavatory



Will some people still be fooled

And vote for the likes of Kemp and Gould?

Or your former mentor, now Lord Storey

For underneath they all are Tory



For them it’s all now very neat

For they never would have won a seat

Unless they joined the Lib Dem band

Now with fellow Tories they are hand in hand



The Lib Dem colours shining through

Revealing the dark sides shades of blue

But you piped up to save your skin

And now you’ve done your own self in



For your party planned assassination

before your tawdry resignation

As we listen to your familiar cry

“the charges made, I will deny”



You have now fallen on your sword

Faced with alleged election fraud

And without grace you still cast blame

While we wait to see who signed their name



You were often labelled more daft than bad

Storey’s protégé, his lad gone mad

But now he doesn’t want to know

And you now reap what you did sew



This is a fire you can’t put out

The hose is dry, and you have no clout

You’ve seen that your party now is rotten

And your work in the city will be forgotten



You claim your being made scapegoat

For Clegg who will cost you every vote

So no honours list for you dear friend

For you began the losing trend



But for all the ridicule that you brought

Perhaps a lesson you’ll be taught

You claimed it was your mistaken passion

When people complained of your bullying fashion



As the decent folk that you drove away

Could have been the friends you need today

But in spite of all this sleaze and strife

Remember that there’s more to life



So go and break the fire bell

Let Clegg and his friends all burn in hell

They all sold out and they told us lies

Farewell Mr Bradley, now dry your eyes.

That is an excellent poem Reggie. Poor old Bradley eh. These politicians are so arrogant. I hope he can make it up with his son.

Another Lib Dem who worked hard for our city. We should all think about the things Warren and Mike have done for our city we can walk round our city with our head held high it is a place to be proud of and the investment is down to the councillors who have worked hard to secure the money invested. Hope the next Lib Dem Leader is as successful as the last two!

Oh Colette, there is no need for that level of sarcasm, they weren't all bad now matter how many times they made the city look riduculous in the press.

All they did was take advantage of the large amounts of extra money which the Labour government gave them