Slowly, bit by bit,
the puzzle pieces start to fit
together. Isn’t it peculiar
that the stories sound familiar?
Catapulted back to the nineties
when the tories were in their plenty.
Scandal upon scandal-the coffers
were pillaged by the better off-ers.
Will it take total corruption, like then,
to harden the hearts of men (and women)?
When they’ve robbed the exchequer
and then blame it on Labour?
Oh, and then there’s Brexit,
the land of milk and honey-
for the rich tax-avoiding nobs,
sending OUR money into the void.
The void of tax havens,
in their own name,
well blind trusts,
getting richer is a must.
Wait and see, once they've managed
to empty the coffers, done maximum damage
to the country, in the name of sovereignty,
they’ll say lets take it back to the country.
They can decide if we should go back to
freedom for the common man, to move around,
leave this land, and block the loopholes
we have used to rob them blind, keep them down.
While the angry French take to the streets,
the minions here stay at home to weep.
Will they ever learn to lift their head
above the level of the parapet?
Or do they want to work till death,
when they wearily take their final breath?
Let’s get started, vote them out soon,
and legislate to stop this happening again.