No, “I do not like Theresa May”
That faceless cloud of mists so grey
That one cannot see her deeds so black
Her decisions made – “no turning back”.
That soulless shroud that covers all
The cuts she makes which bring the fall
Through poverty to great despondency
Of so many outside her prim complacency
Of such honest folks like you and me.
She takes us to be the very fools,
Who stay defeated as she divides and rules.
No, I do not like Theresa May,
I do not like the way she plays
I can’t abide the way she stays
For the twenty one percent of our
Adult population, gaining adulation,
For forcing capitulation and starvation of the soul
Of our once caring nation.
This lady is not for liking