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The Right Dishonourables.
There was a time when politicians Were up the top of the tree. They’d serve the country valiantly And mostly do it for free!
But times have changed I’m sad to say They control themselves And increase their pay.
They pay their wives, They pay their kids No wonder the country Is on the skids.
And when they’re questioned They go into a great huff. “We have to fiddle” ‘Cos you don’t pay us enough”!
So we pay for their pensions. And the second house. Free travel and holidays For the kids and the spouse.
A secretary and office, Computers galore, Researchers and Assistants Then they search round for more.
How dare you question? How dare you complain? You’re lucky to have us. And our gravy train!
We know we’re part-time, And the EU has the real power. That we don’t actually manage. Why are you looking so sour?
You’re fed up with immigration And the mess that we make And that we ignore a referendum In which you want to partake.
But, dear electorate, you must understand We’re not really here to serve you. We’re using the system to better ourselves. So you know just what you can do!
by M. Peeonu
Author: Trevor Durbidge Copyright © 1998 [TJD]. All
rights reserved. Revised:
February 03, 2008 .
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