It is reported that, as the Labour Party annual conference opens in Liverpool, Jeremy Corbyn has warned that the rich are on borrowed time.
Do you recall some years ago,
A Labour chancellor we know,
Said for the rich things would get bleak,
As they’d be squeezed till the pips squeak?
’Twas Denis Healey promised that,
To those who around him were sat;
It was not a wise thing to say,
And we went bankrupt anyway.
And now when we are decades hence,
The Labour Party’s still no sense,
And Mr Corbyn, true to form,
Speaks what, for Labour, is the norm.
The pipsqueak wording, though, has gone,
(Too descriptive of he for one?)
And he has chosen other words,
In thought, though, he is undeterred.
So as I now explain in rhyme,
Rich folk will be on borrowed time,
In years to come and if and when,
He finds himself in Number Ten.
This is far worse, you will agree,
Than squeezing citrus fruit for tea;
For ‘borrowed time’ seems to imply,
That, though he does not explain why,
Those folk with Rolexes out there,
Will be so poor they’ll have to share!
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