Society in the dump
but no need to hide
they'll swallow all his talk
why stay inside
he walks with head aloft
while so full of pride.
I'm indestructible, I'm feared
watch me for much longer
it's party time once more
see me do the conga
if you stop all the moaning
I'll sing you a songa...
A jolly old sing-a-long
of all the mince and caviar pies
an abundance of food and drink
champagne before your eyes
but take heed my learned friends
a note to the wise.
No Chinese whispers
keep your mouths shutter
you are all in this together
or you'll be in the gutter
so keep it zipped tight
not one word must you utter.
Making merry behind closed doors
prancing in our three-pointed hats
it's a secret knees up
for myself and my fat cats
a river of booze flowing
hope those stains come out the mats?
Don't match the walls anymore
I think I'll just replace
maybe some new curtains also
shove it right in their face
the coffers are full, I'll dip in
so what, they think I'm a disgrace.
Don't they know who I am?
why shouldn't I stoop so low?
I won't be overruled
telling me where to go
this is my circus
and I'm the star of the show.
Harping on about my parties
all the corruption and greed
a fix, a real buzz I feel
it's what I always need
bring it all on I say
nourishment, it's how I feed.
We are the ruling classes
keeping the workers down
make them stay in their place
not venture near my side of town
they only know what I say
if they don't see, they can't frown
Maybe they think I'm doomed
but I'll not go down the pan
I'm the leader of this mob
and arrogant because I can
whatever I wrong, nothing will stick
for I'm Mr Teflon Man.
D Marsden 2021©
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Hi. I am a retired builder. Born in 1954. My interests are: motorcycling, cycling, woodworking, wood carving, visiting countryside, reading, writing poetry, short stories, writing mystery and of course my new interest is blogging.
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