The populace went to the polls
It was May and their hearts were all light
They would kick out all the old crooks
The new lot would make everything right
The new lot would bring in a new broom
Said they'd be honest and care - like they do
Now I don't know how long you've been voting
But I knew it just couldn't be true
Before they could get on with their cutting
Good mates from the city were sought
To advise on new codes of banking
Who says politicians can't be brought.
Out came the knives to the quangos
Regardless of value or need.
And cut pesky rules for big business
Who need even more help for their greed
Ensconced with the trappings of office
They could start making things hard for the poor
Though the well-off would be of course cushioned
In fact many were given some more.
Vodafone's tax bill was soon cancelled
There's six billion that we'll never see.
The Libs who had pledged to remove it
Are now backing the tuition fee.
Many cuts are vindictive and mean
Wrecking some lives forever
Fhwoor! what's that smell? You've guessed
Now 'We're all in it together.'
Peter (Prof) Fox
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-stench-of-fresh-air/
