(20 minute poetry)

It's a dot on the card that life's going to be hard and believe me
your card's been marked.

But we can slip 'em a 'mickey' when the going gets tricky and take us a well deserved break, they'll rake us over the coals after it's us that has dug out the holes, they'll break our backs, but never our will.

And it's them always them, time after time after, after that then it's them again, them come out to get you and just when you thought you were safe.

Don't be fooled,
we're not the drooling idiots.

There is passion
cash in on it,
don't fall for their lies
as you shovel up their ****.

A dot on the card is okay if you're playing bingo, but we all know this is no lucky number we've got
it's a dot and
your card is marked.