Treasure Island

Dave Alan Walker

(Pudsey, Leeds)

Bedroom Tax (The Truth)


Where gangs dare to meet
is where lives
are stripped and beat

They rob and they kill
they take your home and your will
they destroy you until your numb

Submitted: Sunday, February 09, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 10, 2014

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What else can you say about the bedroom tax,
the government now need to stop and listen.

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  • Valerie Dohren (2/12/2014 5:39:00 PM)

    Bedroom tax is disgraceful - they should be ashamed of their petty ploys to grab money from those who can ill afford it! ! ! (Report) Reply

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