Wednesday, 31 March 2010
Charming David Cameron,
walks through the door
looking quite debonair,
he just keeps hanging around
pretending to care.
He's cruising for your favour
but the stink of Thatcher's breath,
stalks him everywhere
it worries me, should worry all
disturb our sleep, our waking falls.
cosying up to to big business,
wearing the same hats
and their old school ties,
and their ugly transparent smiles.
Remember the last time,
nothing much has changed
they made promises then
in order to catch our vote,
still wearing the same ruddy
Lying is the tory's one true calling
with unblinking eyes they then attack,
champions of the privileged elite
this broken economy we live in,
an example of their twisted legacy.
Still a party of the right,
though now dressed in soft blue
the same old bullshit, the same old lies,
their smarmy handshakes
offering only a poisoned chalice.
God help the lonely and the helpless,
the old, the poor, the frial and meek,
they will kill our spirit,
they will steal the light,
the bell tolls, THIS IS A WARNING!
Spectre of another era
of divide and conquer,
the ghosts of a not to distant past,
returning to ruin this countries future
because we voted for an arse.
Posted by teifidancer at 16:20