Oh dear, jostled off the pitch by giants again. Perhaps, considering the venue, a touch of political nostalgia might provide a sporting chance . . .
Let's call back with celerity
The happy Attlee days!
The glories of austerity
Deserve our highest praise.
Ascetics all, through policy,
No well-oiled Tory voice
Then droned, in Wales or Wallasey,
That toxic mantra, 'Choice'.
So, super-sized society,
Exchange consumption’s sham
For life with less variety
But lots of thrift and Spam!
Last edited by Jerome Betts; 02-09-2011 at 05:13 AM.
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