Vote? No Thanks

When Gordon Brown came to town he turned the economy upside down, because of his blunder the UK's gone under, now we're all wearing permanent frowns, now Gordon Brown left town and David Cameron became our clown, at first sight the future looked bright then he came like an assassin in the night, cutting benefits left and right why oh why do we vote if they never get things right?

by Mark Cook

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