We're saving money in so many ways
We're so pleased that dear prudence has returned
For instance, closing down the libraries
And public toilets will save piles of pounds
Swimming pool, healthy place to hang around
Maybe, but instead why not have a bath
Or cheaper still, a shower - the thinking's sound
Street cleaning reductions will close the gap
That flow of credit like a leaky tap
We used to drink from has hit the big freeze
And is an icicle so cold it burns
The welfare state is old and has collapsed
Left lying for hours at the NHS
Staring at the ceiling with its square forms
you could have read this poem at the Po Lib the other day couldn't you? would have fitted in like a hand in a glove. Glad to see Manchester continues its tradition of political poetry.
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