The shakeup/anarchy
The Green party is in power
Not many cars on the streets
Asphalt is removed, cobblestones too.
They are planting trees and vegetables
The motorway is a strawberry field.
I don’t mind, pick fruit as I walk
To the tax office, which shut no one
Is supposed to pay tax anymore.
Airports are farms, planes are forbidden
They pollute too much.
Private hospitals have gone public and
That gladdens my heart equality at last.
Law enforcement and the army have
Also been disbanded they never served
The peoples need.
There is peace in the land and rivers
are full of trout, and
the king is my next-door neighbour.
Fox in the henhouse
retirement nesteggs eyed,
bond market shakeup...
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