A retired constituent I visited on the weekend wrote this and passed it on to me. She despairs at the direction of the Government but is determined to retain her sense of humour ‘amidst the chaos’.
Words can be sung to the original ‘Dear John’ song. I understand it may yet be turned into a YouTube ‘classic’. Time will tell.
Dear John, oh how I hate to write
Dear John, I must tell you this tonight.
You are fracking precious land
For the global bankers’ band,
And for this we do not love you, Dear John.
Dear John, we’ve assets by the score,
Dear John, you would let them go off-shore,
Once they’re gone they’re really gone,
So we should be hanging on.
Not let others grab the power, Dear John.
Dear John, we know our country’s broke
Dear John, you would be a better bloke
If you cared more for the weak,
They’re the ones who cannot speak,
And their carers do not love you, Dear John.
Dear John, our education’s good,
Dear John, keep the teachers, this you should.
You’d have upped the classroom size,
You are taxing school-age guys,
And our kids say ‘could do better’, Dear John.
Dear John, you’ve been to see the Queen,
Dear John, what a joy that must have been.
While you were swanning overseas,
We paid all your first class fees.
Some can not afford a bus fare, Dear John.
