Under the lights of service stations
Lubrications machinations
Molded scolded held to ransom
Strung up on the credit transom
Yellow lit and petrol fuelled
The lonely crowd is massed and ruled
Conned to act both the cow and milkmaid
Daily dosed with swine-flu kool-aid
Doped and duped and dipped in treacle
Sprayed encased in matters fecal
So pour your self into the night
Make sure that your song is right
Kick out the jams and pyramid scams
They're only statues wrought by bowing hands
don’t let the morning’s national commands
Override your heart’s subversive plans
A Response to the UK General Election
May 2010
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