Pardon me Prime Minister
for being vulgar, cheap and uncouth,
public school excluded me when I was growing up.
I know I’m a chav,
my kids are vagabonds and rioters,
my old man’s a wino
who hasn’t worked in years,
and I regularly have to go
dumpster diving outside Tesco
just to feed the family
and you
wonder why your draconian austerity measures
won’t receive my vote?
Lets just say
I’m not also a beneficiary of a family trust!
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