How would you feel?
Being forced to kneel,
To someone no better than you,
Against this you have no appeal,
This is absolutely true.
In a so called democracy,
An unelected aristocracy,
Hold this power over us,
Personally I think it's more like autocracy,
Yet still we don't kick up a fuss.
A house of lords,
With decorative swords,
Every one of them unelected,
For their appearance they get vast rewards,
The art of fraud they've perfected.
Sleeping all day,
Wherever they may,
Dressed in their Halloween gowns,
In actual law they don't have a say,
Methinks they have sent in the clowns.
The in bred crowd,
Shout out loud,
To us all you must always show loyalty,
Taking from the poor must make them proud,
How dare they call themselves royalty?
One day we'll see,
What it is to be free,
When these parasites take an almighty fall,
I can but hope the majority agree,
We should bin them,
‘' Once And For All ‘'
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The things going on in this country! I'm surprised we haven't had a revolution. (I mean, a proper one.) Regards Sally P.