Have the Tories gone too far??

Well Johnson stood on the steps of Downing Street and told us that he had a plan for the care of the elderly.

He lied. He had no plan.

Now he has raised taxes and Notional Insurance to raise the capital for the NHS and Caring. In other words the poor will pay for it while the wealthy continue to shove their loot tax-free in the Cayman Islands.

Some plan.

Now energy prices are going through the roof. Brexit has caused price rises across the board. Interest rates are zooming. Petrol is way up. How can poor people manage??

Will all those silly people who voted Tory realise what fools they were???

Tories only represent their own. Tax cuts for the rich. Cuts for public services and the poor.

Poetry – Tories in Ruins

Tories in Ruins

The Tories are in ruins.

There’s nothing spreads like fear!

Their party is in tatters

The end is drawing near.

They’ll employ the court jester

To entertain the troops;

Counting that we really are

Only fools and dupes.

Today we instate our new PM,

A blundering shambling wreck

Whose populism and blustering –

An albatross around our neck.

Alan Duncan and his pooper scooper

Won’t be enough to move the muck

Cleaning up after Boris

Is going to need a big dump truck.

Opher – 23.7.2019

The extremists are taking over as the Tories lurch to the far-right. Fed by fascist Steve Bannon they are developing their populist ideology, promoting the rich, playing on our fears, creating division and using racism to achieve their aims.

They think Boris is popular. They are prepared to put up with his blundering, blustering and buffoonery; because they think he will win them an election. For some reason people find him amusing. They think the overgrown public schoolboy connects with working class people.

Are people really that stupid?

Poetry – Fat Cats

Fat Cats

The fat cats are fat and are just getting fatter,

Licking up cream straight from the pot.

They’re skimming it off from those at the bottom;

Taking from those who don’t have a lot.

They think we won’t notice as they squirrel away,

On yachts and penthouses and a Bugatti or two

But we see what they’re doing and we’re not amused,

As they offer us menial jobs in the crew!

We can clean out their toilets and drive them around,

Care for their children or wash up their dishes,

On next to no pay, and don’t say a word,

As we live day to day on promises and wishes.

The fat cats deserve every penny they ‘earn’

Gambling our money, without a risk of their own.

They chortle and dine within the clubs they frequent

And gloat – but we mustn’t moan.

They have their huge pay cheques and jolly fat bonus

As the fat cats are fat and just getting fatter.

Necking their bubbly and dining in style!

Isn’t it time we spent money on things that matter!!

Opher – 7.7.2019

There’s a great injustice in the world. Those who work hardest end up with the least. There’s not enough money for our schools and hospitals and we can’t waste money on the scroungers, can we? Yet there’s plenty of money for gambling and banking – for those who contribute nothing.

The Rules Only Apply To You!!!

Behind the carefully disheveled hair and jolly demeanour is a callous, overprivileged lazy opportunist! He thinks the rules do not apply to him.

He only does the right thing when he gets caught out!!