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We manned the picket line,


The Union said we should,


Stood there for two long hours


But It didn't do us much good.


Some had the courage to openly


Cross but so many more


Avoided our  picket line and.


Slipped in the back door:


After we lost the action and


When redundancies started


I held my head up high


Until the day I departed.


Not many months later


The Union was destroyed


Because most of the members


We're made self employed.


It was progress the company said


But all along it was their intent


To reduce the staff and so 


Two thousand plus jobs went.    


Selfishness, or fear, or greed 


I don't know the reasons why


Members crossed the picket line


And helped our Union to die.


The records online end


In nineteen ninety three


Which just happens to coincide


With that mass redundancy. 



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After The Picket