Economic Boganry
Postpone recovery indefinitely
Take money out of economy
Prior to possible prosperity
Eschew Keynesian theory
Choose Friedman philosophy
Tell the press we've got no money.
Give the banks impunity
Stuff and screw the ordinary
Dock their benefits liberally
Kill their disposable income,
Give them a cuts referendum.
So your redistribution policy
favours the richer family,
the bachelor in Chelsea
or heir to a famed dynasty?
Progressive Coalition?
This breaches Trade Description [Act].
The idea of reforming democracy
could be in ideological hiatus,
as the dominant party's status
is suited by hung parliament The Old Fashioned Way.
Ladies and gentlemen,
they'll send us to recession,
under the pretence we've ran out of money -
Boy Blunder's economic boganry.
Equality is Cool
Have you wondered why this island, that's led by, class ridden England
Seems to be heading down the pan?
In the words of Polly, it's 'cause we're undertaxed,
yet it's the rich who are undertaxed
and the poor who are overtaxed
and the Government, remains lax.
Chorus:
Remember, equality is cool (repeat)
More redistribution, no to discrimination
This is equality (and more besides)
Remember, equality is cool.
Why do we disable those who are unable to drive to the shops
by building retail parks?
Why do we instil the fact that by 40 you're over the hill and unemployable?
Chorus:
Remember, equality is cool (repeat)
More redistribution, no to discrimination
This is equality (and more besides)
Remember, equality is cool.
We stigmatise the vulnerable, enshrine this into law.
These are the conclusions that I would draw.
After all, I may be 14 or 24
Elitism should be dead forever more.
Chorus:
Remember, equality is cool (repeat)
More redistribution, no to discrimination
This is equality (and more besides)
Remember, equality is cool.
Remember... equality.
For Those Who Could Find The Staple, We Salute You
One staple, reminds me of goalposts
For me, several make a road tunnel
Able to find the one on the floor
I knew for sure which part had the staple
In the midst of the pattern so swirly.
From the Axminster, I was able to register this right angled paper fastener.
I saw my fellow colleague's straight line.
Without a dip it looked sublime
As we made a table on the whiteboard.
I envied his precision
Mine were dogged with undulation.
I took the circuitious route
Stopping and going round the houses.
His was point-to-point, through speedier passages.
Allegedly his route was faster, so everyone went his way.
Mine was slower, but I arrived earlier
Than the fellow on the other route, allegedly faster.
The one who thought independently
Cut away from the sheep mentality
Of his supposed superior.
He found the staple on the patterned floor
Some several years ago
To the amazement of his peers.
"He hides 'in' the floor and disappears"
As the playground leader peers
Said his mother in '82.
At the time, she had no clues and didn't know what to do.
She found him quite social and highly intellectual.
He reproduced patterns of great intricacy
But he didn't like the company.
His mother was hysterical, as her son most wonderful
Faced struggles with the system to his condition.
Much to her derision, the system didn't suit.
Instead of talent, they took the behavioural route;
As a result, he felt insulted.
His mum felt his talent would have been wasted.
He was shortlisted for remedial classes
Due to minor discrepences over his idiosyncracies
He liked his sense of symmetry with the school cutlery
And was alarmed at anything other
Some found him most irritant
Being in thrall of the consistent.
They thought he had no feeling; he was highly sensing
And sometimes emotional.
At the time they had no clue, and didn't know what to do.
They found him asocial and unconventional.
He reproduced patterns of great intricacy
Much to their disdain.