This was a bad move, as I came across a poem I hadn't read since the third form at school, more than 30 years ago. It refers to Heath and to Northern Ireland, but applies equally well to the Monocular Moron of the Manse and Afghanistan, except that the last line should really be changed, because New Liebour have raped this country so effectively that all we shall be leaving our children is debt, unless we are either Liebour politicians or their banker friends.
It's called 'Homage To A Government', and sums up perfectly the despair we all should feel at the antics of these shallow, self-serving, half-educated Marxist scum that fooled the people into electing them to power.
Next year we are to bring all the soldiers home
For lack of money, and it is all right.
Places they guarded, or kept orderly,
Must guard themselves, and keep themselves orderly.
We want the money for ourselves at home
Instead of working. And this is all right.
It's hard to say who wanted it to happen,
But now it's been decided nobody minds.
The places are a long way off, not here,
Which is all right, and from what we hear
The soldiers there only made trouble happen.
Next year we shall be easier in our minds.
Next year we shall be living in a country
That brought its soldiers home for lack of money.
The statues will be standing in the same
Tree-muffled squares, and look nearly the same.
Our children will not know it's a different country.
All we can hope to leave them now is money.
Feel the love, New Labour parasites.