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WYSIWYG?

What You See Is What You Get’s A snappy little phrase, But what you see, in politics, Will vanish in the haze. What you’ll get, in actual fact, Will come out of left field: You won’t know what until it hits, When all will be revealed. By then it will be far too late, The trap has closed its doors And you’ll be shackled, hand and foot, By unexpected laws That no-one ever voted for. Who cares, Labour or Tory? Democracy’s the Elite’s sham. You’ve had it – end of story.

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