Tory Politicians!

Mr and Mrs General Public,
Live in quiet servitude,
Bruised and battered,
Into perverse submission,

While sitting in the darkest realms,
Where they are destined to dwell,
Sat deep in satanic mines,
In the House of Commons,
Personification of evil,
Vile in heart in mind,
Was not their choice,
To be there,
Apparently,
They sure soon learned a lot,
Captivated by black spirits,
Ripped our hearts out,
Stole our souls,
Took all our finance too,
By manipulations black intent.

They have not the merest clue,
What they do to me and you,
For they are politicians working to their own agendas,
Maybe not demon spawn,
Souls however, not from real world,
Where poverty is king,
The wealthy and the affluent,
Well,
What life skills can they bring?

They live not on a budget,
Never live from hand to mouth,
The little people in U.K,
Do an honest days work,
From week to week,
To earn an honest days pay,
To only live from day to day!
By ladylivvi1

© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
A slight rant from the English one x