An un-elected weasel, is running loose in our ranks;
Giving away our gold, and propping up the banks;
He’s reaped our taxes, and pillaged our pensions;
And he thinks he’s done it, with the best intentions,
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Nice one Brian. I take it you're meaning Gordon here. They're all singing off the same hymn sheet, and Margaret Thatcher published it. A great poem with a lot of meaning.