The Curmudgeon

YOU'LL COME FOR THE CURSES. YOU'LL STAY FOR THE MUDGEONRY.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Three Estates

Managerial
Come pile up the waste a bit higher
And add yet more fuel to the fire:
Make safe all your goodies,
Burn quangos, burn hoodies,
Then brush off your suit and retire.

Flexible
Of course we're all in this together. It
May bring on a storm but we'll weather it.
The poor and the ill
Must get by as they will;
And if you've a nest you can feather it.

Criminal
If you're unemployed, you must dare
To look hard and go anywhere,
With the payments we've stopped,
On the transport we've chopped,
In search of the jobs that aren't there.

2 Comments:

  • At 6:26 p.m. , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Nice. Was there a fourth estate?

     
  • At 8:56 p.m. , Blogger Philip said...

    The Fourth Estate are the Free Press
    Who infotain us of the mess.
    What distinctions we see
    'Twixt Estates one to three
    And the fourth, have become less and less.

     

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