This morning, after I'd filed away the just delivered overdue Eon Bill letter, I had another attack of bemusing mental meanderings, that came to me while I was having my breakfast, six slices of margarined toast, eight cups of strong tea, and my medication.
Here is the outcome, I hope you can understand where it came from, and what it means.
(If so please let me know?)
I sat in my hovel, nibbling my toast for breakfast,
I thought of of Politicians, and felt so aghast,
They seem to have had their compassion gene bypassed,
They avoid punishment for fiddling like a mental gymnast,
They've become a superior, pampered, political caste,
Their pay, compared to my £113 weekly pension, what a contrast,
No wonder I sometimes get feeling so downcast,
Their ability to lie and cheat continues to flabbergast,
So many pulling nepotistic strings, and not being unmasked,
They'll continue to look after themselves first, I forecast,
Their greed, and ego, cannot be surpassed!
In the event of any Politician who does have any of the following traits: Nepotism, Greed, Aloofness, Indifference, Covetousness, Insensitivity, or being Self-centred - Please offer him or her your sympathy, for they must feel so very isolated and lonely in Parliament.