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Mar 2014
Not my fault the rancid stink
Of water that you have to drink
Not my fault the acrid stench
of petrol fumes that fill the air
Not my fault the acid rain
destroying this once so green terain
You're the ones who put me here
to fight on your behalf
to allay your fears.
What you pay me from taxes payed
gives me a house in the everglades
Gives me a boat and top range car
While you must live in abject fear
about what for you the future holds
of twelve hour days and unpaid bills

I'm  a Politician,      you elected me
Reposted for Jonny Angel
Joe Cole
Written by
Joe Cole  Horsham Sussex
(Horsham Sussex)   
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