There may well be more of these to come, since I could not say it all.
In for the penny, quid’s in for Poundland.
A harsh lesson lectured the economy
Theory swept aside, stack the shelves and stands
Or your money we shall hide….Money?
There are jobs in Jobland, why’s a pound not given?
Now that,, I believe they call that scrounging!
For a lecture, find a politician!
Find them in Common, guffawing n’ a lounging
Lions of the country sat upon their arses
shouting! Flouting all that we hold dear,
health, pension, education. Black holed farces.
Trust in us they say! Have yourselves no fear!?
Trust a politician; I put it to the Queen.
Put it to people, does this seem obscene?