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Dec 2011
In this not so green and pleasant land
those entering is out of hand.
For others emigrations is on the rise
thinking abroad is a better prize.
Less tax and a better way to survive
here it's pointless to strive!

Born in a country you get little support
bled dry trapped we're caught.
Rapid rise in prices of domestic fuel bills
more taking the pills.
The lifetime of working has been a waste
your money gets misplaced!

Taxes are getting out of hand raising revenue
nothing improves we feel blue.
Where does the cash go we're not in the remit
squandered this they wouldn't admit!
What's the facts is our money being misused
no more can politicians be excused!

Debt is the main topic on all the news wires
we need honesty not all the liars!
Are we not easy targets for the lone frauds
thinking we are serfs to the lords.
Always those ready to cash in on the poor
compounding their misery even more!

The Foureyed Poet.
People feel the grass is greener in another country. But is this really true? Is it in fact worse? The Foureyed Poet.
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