Nursery Rhyme Of Our Times
Published by Rick on Monday, February 15, 2010.
Sing a song of Parliament, pockets full of cash,
Fraudulently claiming, and adding to their stash.
With their scams discovered, they said they'd give it back.
If you or I had done the same, we'd surely get the sack!
Sing a song of freebies, snouts deep in the trough.
Returning their ill-got gains, is just not good enough.
Sponging off our earnings, with a feeble tale,
If working folk had done the same, they'd soon end up in jail.
Sing a song of fraudsters, counting out their money.
They smile and look quite unashamed, as though they think its funny.
Sitting in a secret place, counting out their dosh,
On plugs for baths and cleaning moats, for crisps and orange squash.
Sing a song of conmen, who took us for a ride.
It's up to us at polling time, their future to decide.
It's gone too far to bring back trust of anyone in power.
To most of us they'll always be, a shifty crooked shower!!
Fraudulently claiming, and adding to their stash.
With their scams discovered, they said they'd give it back.
If you or I had done the same, we'd surely get the sack!
Sing a song of freebies, snouts deep in the trough.
Returning their ill-got gains, is just not good enough.
Sponging off our earnings, with a feeble tale,
If working folk had done the same, they'd soon end up in jail.
Sing a song of fraudsters, counting out their money.
They smile and look quite unashamed, as though they think its funny.
Sitting in a secret place, counting out their dosh,
On plugs for baths and cleaning moats, for crisps and orange squash.
Sing a song of conmen, who took us for a ride.
It's up to us at polling time, their future to decide.
It's gone too far to bring back trust of anyone in power.
To most of us they'll always be, a shifty crooked shower!!
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