MPs acting out of order
Acknowledging the inspiration given by Billy Joel's outstanding anthem, ' We didn't start the fire' Martyn Best continues his new found poetic blogging theme by reflecting on this week's historic revelations on our MPs' expenses. It's best read with the tune in your head.
Jellied eels, horses sacks, she is paying all her tax Swimming pools, garden pond, something for the moat; Portico, hob-nob, come along and join the mob, Clean the moat, buy a coat, can I have your vote.
Stamp duty, Interest rate, saying sorry just too late, All my fees, and my costs, and a flat or two,Feed my dogs, buy my logs, give me seats for the bog, Don't worry, rules all good, no-one else can sue.
Houses here, houses there, houses flipping everywhere, New plumbing, dry rot, give me all you've got; Two cleaners, TV, all I care about is me, It's so easy, don't deny, wonder why we rot.
We didn't start this fire, It was always burning, since the House was turning; We didn't stop the fire, Though we didn't light it, it's just hard to fight it.
And it's burning now, and there's quite a row; And we really should just go, and go, and go , and ….
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