Dss Poem by Samantha Wallace

DSS, this country's in a mess,
Don't you think it's time,
To own up and confess.
It's time you towed the line.
Yes, it's time you played a part.
So get off that cosy couch,
It's time you made a start.
Sit up and stop your slouch.
Get back the pride you've lost.
From being paid for work not done.
Start counting up the cost.
It's not a lottery you have won!
It's taxes we have paid,
That have fitted your bill.
We are the coffers you have raid.
So start living a life that's real.
I know there's not much work,
But you still need to try your best.
You have responsibilities you shirk,
Let the end of DSS be your quest.
Don't give up, don't you quit,
And say it's easier to claim.
Don't be another culprit,
Yet another one to blame.
And if you try and cannot get,
A job that you can do.
Please do not forget,
There are volunteer jobs too!