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Friday 27 December 2019

HOW THE BARD SEES TWENTY TWENTY

TWENTY TWENTY

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!
Rare Physicians, Deferred oil revenue? - Leaders flail.

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