Fatso Cops It Sweet
Fatso
Greedy fatso, super rich,
Fat miners and some lunatics,
Tumor on brain seems to be,
Another treasure a certainty,
Are you following this pitch,
He he…
Imported workers, paid $1000 less,
A week for their distress,
To take the wage of Aussies sweet,
Like scabs of old, low moral feat,
The blackballed certainly,
Computer has the name of thee,
Aussie workers, to delete!
Only a thousand dollars a week,
From each wage the boss can keep,
Does it stick in the Aussie workers craw,
Scab labor brought in from offshore,
Or will they cop it sweet,
Haw haw…..
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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