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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!