Monday 22 July 2024

Five Years

Five Years

Conmen, gifting everywhere;
So many truckers sighing;
Queues miles long at Dover;
We’ve got profiteers power supplying;
Hard right’s taking over;
The left is clearly dying;
New guy says we’re Labour led,
But no one’s really buying;
I saw populists, elected by gullibility;
I heard an activists’ hate on TV;
His brain was like a warehouse, it had so much to spare,
He said, send troops to the beach and shoot every illegal there;
And all the trans and gay people;
And all the liberal people;
And all the jobless, poor people;
And all the foreign born people;
I never saw hate for so many people.
An underage kid, off his head,
Shot at Trump, from a building;
If God hadn’t have played a hand,
I think he would’ve killed him.
Old frog face flew across the pond,
For a friend, in need of a pat on the back;
I Hope Clacton-on-Sea’s people are pleased,
Cos I near threw up at the thought of that;
I think I saw you, by a Whetherspoons bar,
Throw a milk shake, cool and long,
Right in his face; he was looking so smug;
Don’t think he knew you were in the throng.
His Reform UK, and Trump’s MAGA’s gaining traction,
And the cause, for sure, is government inaction;
Not gays, not race, not gender, not woke;
It’s super-yachts, not rubber-boats
That’s left us all broke.
We’ve got five years, to roll up the blinds;
Five years, to win hearts and minds;
We’ve got five years, to take back the pot;
Five years, and fix all the rot;
We’ve got five years, to turn back the tide;
Five years, else get privatised;
We’ve got five years, to bring people round;
Five years; wealth don’t trickle down;
We’ve got five years, to reform the UK;
Five years, but not Nigel’s way;
We’ve got five years, to fund the state schools;
Five years, to supply the right tools;
We’ve got five; years for our NHS,
Five years; to be either best;
We’ve got five years; or missed when it’s gone;
Five years; it’s not very long.
Five years,
Five years,
Five years,
Five years.

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