Envy
My dad was just a peasant
With a house that was a hovel,
And it wasn't very pleasant
When we knew we had to grovel
To the rich men in their castles
With their satin and their silk,
When the irritating arseholes
Didn't know the price of milk.
At an ivied Oxford college
Each was learning how to rule
While we picked up scraps of knowledge
At a comprehensive school,
And the lesson that it taught us
Was the only one we mastered,
To instruct our sons and daughters
How A TORY IS A BASTARD.
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