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'' Thatcher Has Died ''
The one who dies rich dies in disgrace,
She ignored the problems others had to face,
Self- interest and arrogance she did embrace,
All through her life she lied.
As her free market economies come crashing down,
Without the workers they would all drown,
Suddenly the lady has lost her crown,
It's disaster her policies have supplied.
The inhumane tactics these rich kids deployed,
Left communities across Britain totally destroyed,
Lives with their families could no longer be enjoyed,
To provide they were all denied.
Millions of workers thrown on a heap,
While her cabinet followed her like sheep,
Before they knew it they were in too deep,
Decent people were cast to the aside.
Towns and cities were then torn apart,
Every one of them knew this was not very smart,
But from her mistakes they refused to depart,
Great Britain became a great divide.
Selling off council homes came to the fore,
A policy shown to cut to the core,
As they refused to let councils build any more,
Common sense to them never applied.
From mass unemployment she then deduced,
In order to get this figure reduced,
Disability benefits were then introduced,
The jobless figures were soon on the slide.
Meanwhile her leeches working behind her back,
Like her in honesty they did lack,
Out of the blue her friend did attack,
She found out his behaviour was snide.
The politicians philosophy will never change,
If you're not what they want they will rearrange,
In this sick behaviour there is nothing strange,
In treachery they all do take pride.
The rich taking from the poor is your ultimate ideal,
You never cared that it's from us you steal,
You would openly say it has a certain appeal,
For that you will certainly be fried.
In death as in life you will screw us once more,
To you that would not be seen as a chore,
Your funeral paid for by those you abhor,
That should make you feel warm inside.
Your backstabbing colleagues will claim you did well,
Criticism of you they will try to dispel,
The only certainty is you are heading for Hell,
Millions won't mourn the fact,
‘' Thatcher Has Died ‘'
She ignored the problems others had to face,
Self- interest and arrogance she did embrace,
All through her life she lied.
As her free market economies come crashing down,
Without the workers they would all drown,
Suddenly the lady has lost her crown,
It's disaster her policies have supplied.
The inhumane tactics these rich kids deployed,
Left communities across Britain totally destroyed,
Lives with their families could no longer be enjoyed,
To provide they were all denied.
Millions of workers thrown on a heap,
While her cabinet followed her like sheep,
Before they knew it they were in too deep,
Decent people were cast to the aside.
Towns and cities were then torn apart,
Every one of them knew this was not very smart,
But from her mistakes they refused to depart,
Great Britain became a great divide.
Selling off council homes came to the fore,
A policy shown to cut to the core,
As they refused to let councils build any more,
Common sense to them never applied.
From mass unemployment she then deduced,
In order to get this figure reduced,
Disability benefits were then introduced,
The jobless figures were soon on the slide.
Meanwhile her leeches working behind her back,
Like her in honesty they did lack,
Out of the blue her friend did attack,
She found out his behaviour was snide.
The politicians philosophy will never change,
If you're not what they want they will rearrange,
In this sick behaviour there is nothing strange,
In treachery they all do take pride.
The rich taking from the poor is your ultimate ideal,
You never cared that it's from us you steal,
You would openly say it has a certain appeal,
For that you will certainly be fried.
In death as in life you will screw us once more,
To you that would not be seen as a chore,
Your funeral paid for by those you abhor,
That should make you feel warm inside.
Your backstabbing colleagues will claim you did well,
Criticism of you they will try to dispel,
The only certainty is you are heading for Hell,
Millions won't mourn the fact,
‘' Thatcher Has Died ‘'
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`` Thatcher Has Died ``
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