Street Philsopher Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi

I have an opinion.
I am but a Street Philsopher.
Walking in trainers so expensive.
With two weeks dole money I had bought.
The government may as well as bought them for me.
I see refugees coming to my country.
I'll argue the point.
what have done for me?
See I dont work 'cos of my principles.
I am a Street Philsopher.
My opinions are of the working man.
My opinions may not be as descive bu they mean lot to me.
I have but an opinion of everththing in my path.
I'm down the pub with my compadares, having a laugh.
Laughing at the poor suckers who work to death.
Follow my example, why don't you become me?
I will not charge a franchise fee.
Go on the rock and roll and beocme redundant.
Reasons for not working working soon become abundant.
No rent or council tax.
Just money for me, my wife and dogs.
Maybe some money to feed my dogs.
Drive a car better than my neighbour.
Who is forced to enhdure 9 to 5 labour.
IMy kids wear top of range trainers.
At school, they have meals for free.
Working for nothing, no brainers.
Life is so simple.
Just sit in the pub and contemplate philosophy.
Looking at the world through my drink.
Working is for mugs.
I am.
Therefore, I think.