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Integrity

I suppose you think it’s all worthwhile,
To crawl to the rich, if that’s your style,
To swing your vote, left, right and center,
On a whim, just hit enter.
Just a touch of bile, don’t bleat.

If you were truly honest, within yourself,
You’d help the poor, not someone else,
Rich people, force the wages cheap,
Treat the workers like half- mulesed sheep,
Any excuse is allowed:)

Overseas shearers, shore the masters sheep,
In the 50s scabs, sure, about did creep,
Undercut the workers wage,
Sweat of the brow, ten bob was saved,
Made the wives of shearers weep.

Of miners bringing in the labor cheap,
A dollar saved, fatso  can keep,
Are scabs a coming from offshore,
Yes buddy thousands more,
Don’t be chuckling in your sleep

Morality is gone this political day,
Integrity is dead in Canberra hey,
Fake emails to bring down the government,
9 times has Thompson been tried and left,
Or is he still not guilty,
Yet…..

Don Johnson

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