Re-clad

Theresa told us, that there simply was no magic money tree

Until she conjured up a billion to buy the D.U.P.

For every vote - one hundred million? Sounds like bribery to me.

How it affects our strong and stable union - We'll have to wait to see.

 

Lizzie Regina - finds her coffers swelled by nearly another ten percent

While her high rise dwelling subjects get just an air bed for their rent.

She has a lot of properties, but bugger all is what she's lent

We need to sort out our priorities, our system's clearly fucking bent.

 

For my foul language I'd apologise if I wasn't hopping mad

But austerity's been bloody murderous, not just a little sad!

I doubt our public services will ever get back all that they should have had

Until it's our government, not our tower blocks, that we permanently re-clad.

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Kim Whysall-Hammond

Tue 18th Jul 2017 17:46

Hear hear ---and a fine poem too.

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