there is a rank smell of corruption
hanging over Westminster today
it is festering deep within
the body politic and the
great and good
wallow in the slime and filth

no guilt, no guilt
they loudly proclaim
as toadys whisper in their
covens of deceit,
and the people shout
no faith, no believe
in you, you are
damned in the eyes of
the many but feted by the few
who carry the same loathsome
smell of corruption as you

but does it matter
you may ask and
I ask myself the same question
after all I live my life quite well
within my controlled little bubble.

viva la revolution
justice for all I cried
but the people were deaf
they had cloth ears.