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OH Mr Rudd !
OH Mr Rudd our new Priminister is a Dud
He promised us Pensioners an increase so that we could survive
He never kept his promise and we struggle to stay alive
Why do all you Politicians Promise and not deliver
You sold us a pup and sold us down the river
when we put you in power we thought you would give us all a fair go
But you are all the same all Hot air and no show
When it comes to the crunch of doing things right
so swallow your pride reverse this decision and show a light
A Light at the end of the tunnel that every day we try to keep lit
But it`s hard to balance the budget and then get hit
Hit for a six from someone who you thought was a friend
We are are hurting out here why did you Forget
The older generation who worked this country out of debt
the reason you have your surplus is we paid our tax
We did not expect you to abandon us and give us the Axe
So when you are sitting down to eat your fine steak
Think of us making do with the pittance we make
after all these years of working and carrying this land
I say wake up! get political Heads out of the Sand.
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