Friday 6 November 2015

Chivs86 Poetry - Dear David

To David Cameron..




Dear David we almost pay £10.00
for a pack of 20 cigarettes
and that's without a lighter.



Yo!  Your a F**king Miser
that comes from a party that touch up minors.
Privatized a whole sector of miners
and left them without a job.
So never mind Pol Pot.



I think your whole poll was wrong!
So I can't wait till I see your swan song!



Cos I just want to break your legs like Joe Swanson...



Line up your members and knock them unconscious...



  & F**k getting out of debt -
I would rather see you dead.

You and Your Party on the front page of the Press!



Like 1929 all over again
Valentines Massacre 14th of Feb

The cheek to treat us like a load of plebs !
Sausage Rolls have now gone up by 10 pence...




For Hot Pastry tax.
Dear David now you should be ashamed of that
like putting your dick in a dead pigs head for a bet.



Sniffing coke off your cabinet's cabinet!

Oh what a load of nonsense!
If  I had my way I'd say off with your head.-
and off with the heads
of your party full of Ponce's!
I'd say off with your heads
and I'd love to execute all you Nonce's
because that's what you are
a bunch of Posh Twats that are up your own Arse..


Plus I'm probably not the only one who'd want this.
What about the people your bedroom tax made homeless;

People that had their benefits stopped and for what?
Committed Suicide and that's a family member lost.

It just seems to me that you don't care;
Giving all the immigrants our jobs!
Charging us 5P for carrier bags
whilst allowing large corporations tax!

Please - I beg to quit while you can
Fly off as an Ambassador to Afghanistan
Walk on a land mine that goes bang!

from;

Yours Truly;

Alex - (I can't say that I'm a Fan!)