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Labour of Hate

Labour of hate

Turn on the heating 
It’s getting cold
Why do we shiver?
Just because we’re old
It’s Kier’s labour, who wants us all to die
Said he liked pensioners just another lie
Another lie

Angels are calling
Is this the end
We are elderly
No family or friends
Can’t pay for heating or any of our bills
While Rayner’s cheating, fingering the tills
In the tills.

Reeves bills are paid for
But she’s a millionaire
Rayner is raving
She doesn’t care
Release the sausages, where is his brain
Paying a photographer, Rayner’s so vain
Is so vain

Take all our money
With inheritance tax
Charlie didn’t pay his 
He can now relax
Rich becoming richer, Starmer leads the pack
Free clothes and glasses stabbed us in the back
In the back.

David Cox 13/12/24

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Tom Cunningham

Date: 12/17/2024 4:48:00 AM

Well said Dave, I thought they were going to be better than the last lot of clowns we had in power, of course pensioners are an easy touch. We won't forget come the next election, which can't come quickly enough. Tom

Tom Cunningham
Date: 12/17/2024 8:02:00 AM

Merry Christmas to you too Dave, I'll be having a few tots to help keep me warm.

Dave Cox
Date: 12/17/2024 4:54:00 AM

Thank you Tom. The level of betrayal is off the scale. They had the chance to do so much good and instead have destroyed our country and our people. We will never forgive these traitors. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!