.6. So Nice Poem by David Threadgold

The Chancellor such a lovely man
He said I should be wealthy
If I could work till ninety five
My pension should be healthy

If I saved half my earnings
And lived on jam and bread
Don’t bother going out a lot
But go to work instead

Or pay for private healthcare
As well as the N.H.S.
And one by one their wards will close
So I’ll use their service less

He said he could save millions
If I would pay in more
The richer would get richer
While the poorer still stay poor

I tried to find a dentist
For N.H.S. there’s not
So what am I supposed to do?
Just let my poor teeth rot

The chancellor a lovely man
He’s taken all my money
So I can work until I drop
Claiming nothing back that’s funny


© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes