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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

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The Cookie Jar


Incandescent with rage and frustration
is what all the good people should be
while our politicians go out on the rampage
grabbing all the wealth that they see.
Our taxes if late then our misfortune…
the law courts will settle the score
while our leaders get stuck in the cookie jar
always pleading their stomachs need more?
Their gardens are costing us in thousands
and their high life costs us in sweat
while we struggle to raise kids with a mortgage
they can flutter ten grand on a bet.
Then they cry if the cookie jar is all empty
complaining that WE took all of their share
as they drive around in limo's and fast cars
smiling at us though they care?
We know now that they care only self pity
they cry out each time they are caught
with their grubby little fingers in the cookie jar
always leaving us good folk with naught!

Politicians beware… we will have our pound of flesh!!!









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