We’re always short of money,  deja vu
All we need is a sin tax paid by you
The hospital is crowded out by flu
The flaming government, how d’ya do?

A tax on sin would work out extra well
And make us humble for we’d  have to tell…………..
Then A & E would with new doctors swell
Theresa May would kneel  before our yells.

For she’s a jolly bad leader
She’s  cold ,is our Theresa
She’s an out of date leader
And so weep all of us

But would we admit in public that we sin
Be humble like that gentle publican?
And would the admin costs be damned?
The main point now is that we have to win.

I know the Catholic church has done much wrong
I  know that  they put Jesus on my tongue
But it’s still here if you  inside you long
To confess that you have sinned with Milly Glong.

I don’t see what’s wrong with  sex and love
The  recreational hobby watched above
God like porn, it seems  a deal whereof
She  can knit while you moan  on the rug.

She sounds like Grandma Moses in disguise
I wonder of what colour are her eyes?
Unless God sees in ways unanalysed
Triumphant as a duck which has four wives.

 

58 people died in Grenfell Tower fire, more are in intensive care

How shall we be judges of this land
When cheapness, profit are the main concerns?
The poor die and the rich don’t understand

To judge we merely have to look around
When health and safety laugh as towers burn
How can we NOT be judges of tbis land?

We know we will all come to the same end
For some justice, many people yearn
The poor die and the rich won’t understand

Descended from the Vikings, cruel of hand
Who torched their boats and loved to see them burn
How can we not judge this savage land?

By the media, our souls are undermined
And through the windows of the screen, we learn
The poor die young, the rich won’t countermand

Why do we view the unemployed with scorn?
The steel works and the boatyards won’t return
We must rise up to speak about our land
Where the poor will die and the rich won’t understand

John Major’s éffect on TM by Martin Bell.Guardian UK

Cor blimey.Are tower blocks a sign of lack of confidence in highly trained men about all their erections? A form of uncertainty masquerading as boastfulness.Recall Donald Trump/s hands [not for  very long]
Why is our skyline tormented by these gherkins, pickles, onions and garden gnomes?
Where are the Cathedrals of yesteryear? It is a sign of our lack of confidence in Eros and the Sacred.
We need a new paradigm which may be a revolution
.A cathedral has both male and female aspects.Does the Gherkin?
A gherkin is not real food.Like HP sauce it is an addition men demand for slapping onto their well-cooked meals.Do you think the French use HP sauce on their croissants?On their steak au Poivre?
Je m’appelle Catherine.Je desire l’ineffable  toujours tristesse.Or in Britain,mistress.
Je n’aime pas  un homme qui demands  HP GP TCP Tea TT TV. Pourquoi?
Un desire pour son amour  immediatement.Je suis un femme non-asexual BBB.
Et je ne suis pas deus ex machina.
Mein mutter ist immer Zank
I  don’t only speak Afrikaans myself but  also I  can find a translator  soon
Quelle Therese May est un  Carmelite manque.St Therese et un Hebrew.
You could have knocked me down with a father!
Carmelites use Judaic spiritual  exercises  except it’s a secret.So don’t pass it on.

The Bible is like a horror story in free verse.
The erection in the garden was too much for me.Still, I can’t complain.It protected me from the sun for an hour
Please give the boys their balls back
Well, you could have knocked me up if you were desperate.
You are telling me you bought him some nuts? He has enough already.
English is a very rude tongue.You won’t believe what’s in the dictionary.
The Bible is like a horror story in free verse.
He looks a funny shape today.
He got out of the bottom of the bed.He sleeps in the drawer.Yes, it is a very big bed.
Watch your words? I can’s even see them.
Asa matter of tactlessness, the government seem very dense, foolish and greedy.Or they are all good actors
She is touchy,he is touchy feely.So it’s hell on wheels.

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To quote Eleanor Roosevelt:

“You wouldn’t worry so much what others think of you if you realized how seldom they do.”