General Election
The prime minister’s been to the palace,
As the royal prerogative’s involved,
The monarch declared parliament dissolved.
And then there began the unseemly chase
For votes; promises made that can’t be kept
To enhance general prosperity,
While maintaining stringent austerity;
Just mark your cross and passively accept.
Even the best of intentions must fail,
Left, right or centre put on a good show,
But whoever wins most certainly knows
Capital’s priorities will prevail.
Then, when a new government’s been arranged,
Whether red, yellow or blue, nothing’s changed.
D. A.