Turfed Out
Me an Jack n Joe are sweet,
We are living on the street,
Turfed out of Hospital & Nursing homes,
Morven Hospital closed, poor oldie’s moan,
The Government stroke, toot suite!
Too pick upon the worker poor,
To persecute the sickly more,
Persecute the handicapped sure,
What does this Drongo bleat,
aint me, cos im so neat:)
But rancid is the piggy Boar,
When he’s on easy street :)
Don Johnson
New tory state government got rid of 20,000 public servants and closed nursing homes,
Council caravan parks, taking carers off the handicapped, get the picture:)
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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