Our eyesight norm sees twenty-twenty,
Of
resources, we have plenty-plenty,
Yet
myopic Pols in spendthrift form
Now
view the till on empty-empty:
Link
power a software-fatigue tale,
Bad vibrations! Ferries fail to sail,
FooteBall games. The Recycle waste!
Twenty
twenty sees ‘stay-the-course’
More
budget-bluff without remorse,
Committees
struck to numb the truth.
Perhaps
the banks will thrift enforce?
There’s
no going back, the deeds are done, The Muskrats spent, debts being run -
Independence! It was once a dream! - The bills to pay by grandson’s son.
We
bitch and moan: we’re poorly led,
Still,
most of folks are safe and fed.
Voters
polled with vision lulled,
In
hindsight’s eye - we’ve made our bed.
Next,
mitigate the electric rate:
More
boondoggles to be our fate.
'The Premier' asks our trust, - HOOOO Ooo - He'll straighten the financial state!!!!
BUT, have a great twenty twenty
With health and malts for joyful fete.
John
Tuach
Pynn’s
Brook
December 21, 2019