Poetic-Verses
'' With Reality You Will Reunite ''
Austerity is king until an election looms,
Then suddenly the economy booms,
As polling day nears government spending resumes,
Money is no longer tight.
Over I trillion in debt will not matter a hoot,
To the voters they will not be as tight as a coot,
The amount you need they'll no longer compute,
They'll make sure they see you right.
Flooding in England has been ignored for years,
Now as the people are shedding tears,
Suddenly politicians will allay their fears,
At last they have seen the light?
Money's no object the prime minister says,
While to God no more rain he prays,
It's on false promises the politician plays,
They have to pretend they're contrite.
If you want something, now is the time,
Your government will listen not make it a crime,
Suddenly those mission bells you rung will chime,
On your life they will not be a blight.
Hypocritical and cynical they'll say no chance,
Your life it's our moral duty to enhance,
For whatever we will not make a song and dance,
They'll no longer use the word might.
When the votes are counted and the winners announced,
Government arrogance will again be pronounced,
Previous goodwill gestures will be denounced,
If you helped you'll become a Dame or a Knight.
On the first day of parliament the truth will have dawned,
To your pleas for help they'll no longer respond,
That's when you'll realise you have been conned,
Their promises will now take flight.
Politicians as we know are all liars and cheats,
They'll promise you anything to gain the most seats,
After the election you'll be out on the streets,
' With Reality You Will Reunite '
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`` With Reality You Will Reunite ``
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