No Expense Spared. Poem by guy lipmore

No expense spared, less they couldn't have cared.
Fingers' in the till, claiming for any bill!
Money for charcoals, and ‘lawn moles'
Pipes under tennis court, oh' and cleaning one's moat.'
Jacuzzi, and a plasma TV.
Refurbishments, long finished mortgage payments.
Trees' in the garden, glossy photo's taken.
Five pound donation, thousands for renovation.
Second homes, offspring, rent free,
Courtesy of you and me.
They've taken the water, resign they ought to.

Yes, they've been caught out, excuses they throw about.
Many apologies, ‘paying back' the claimed fees.
Waving cheques, but no regrets.
"Within the rules'' they plead! We've been the fools, just sheer greed.
They say it‘s "within the spirit of things'', contempt and disrepute it brings.
Bloody patronizing and condescending, they're still defending.
Trying to justify, ‘innocence they cry.
Nothing short of a thief, it beggars belief.

Public outcry, some of our MP's tried to pacify.
Town hall meetings held, anger still not quelled.
Condemnations, 'forced ' resignations.
A few fell on their swords, what's the crack with the house of lords?
So a small percent, are maybe innocent.
That's tough luck, that's the job they took!

For me any vestige of respect, has now ‘left'
They've been sussed! Total disgust.
Didn't really trust them before, now even less so.
Final ‘nail in their coffin ‘, not interested in what they are offering.

There seems no alternative, with democracy we'll have to live!

09/07/09