Sing a Song of Parliament

Sing a song of Parliament,
Pockets full of cash,
Fraudulently claiming
And adding to their stash.
With their ploy discovered
They said they’d give it back.
If you or I had done the same
We'd promptly get the sack!

Sing a song of freebies,
Snouts all in the trough.
Giving back their ill got gains
Is just not good enough.
Sponging off our earnings
With a likely tale,
If working folk had done the same
They'd soon end up in jail.

Sing a song of fraudsters
Counting out their money.
They smile and look quite unashamed,
As though they think its funny.
Sitting in a secret place,
Counting out their dosh,
On plugs for baths and cleaning moats,
For crisps and orange squash.

Sing a song of MP’s
Who took us for a ride.
It's up to us election time
Their future to decide.
It's gone too far to bring back trust
Of anyone in power.
To most of us they'll always be
A shifty, crooked shower!!

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