iCry:` `( ToBeWithFaronWhoseHomeIsNowInHeaven

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bum me out©

I can't wait for spring to come
to wear them knickers on my bum,
if i can get in em that is
the details is my bizz.
Ahhhh that fresh clean air
to blow the stink off everywhere,
oh what anticipation
from winter blues me needs a vacation.
The heating bills skyrocket to the moon
some relief better come soon,
the rich getting richer at our expense
pricing the poor out of existence.
Excuse me but i'm just sick
listenin to the rhetoric,
with all the highfalutin
so much hot air/gas it creates pollution.
I reckon we're stuck with that stink
enuff so to drive us to drink,
oh wait that's more we can't afford
they have that sompin else they hoard....
Sometimes it don't pay
to be polite and nice
they take that away too gettin their slice,
at least when we wrong
we pay the piper his due
their share they expect that as well
to come from me&you....
(if they thought they did wrong that is)
Copyright ©2011~S@L~

oh i insist my knickers must be kissed-

greed indeed will feed the....

And here's a word from my sponsor:
his first name is Jack,
last name starts with Me and
the other 3 letters rhyme with cough-
and is the opposite of on......
Anyhoo that we can't afford
to do either=cough
cause the doctor bills
are way(off)the charts!!!!

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