Not a lot of people  know this

The poor in Britain

Are bleeding poor

Not always like this

That’s for sure

A war was fought

Till late 1945

When men and women

Bravely died

On return to Blighties shores

Their former life they would not endure

Class distinction was alive and well

Establishment and privilege was once more

The Election came in 45

Labour and Socialism was alive

They pledge this Nation

That things must change

No more ownership

By the richest few

But everything owned

By me and you

Nationalisation

They called it then

Public ownership

Of everything

Fuel and Power

Phones and Gas

Mines and Shipping

The whole razzmatazz

The NHS came to be

That gave free health care

To the likes of me

A dental service

Free to all

No more money

For teeth to pull

A pension book

Labour did pledge

Paid from the profits

Labour now said

But along the way

Things did change

Mrs T did arrange

She “STOLE” it all

The Nations Wealth

Her filthy hands

Are everywhere

She stole the milk

From little kids

Sold our water

As well as gas

Essential elements

We must have

No more profits

For everyone

No more pensions

That Nationalisation

Was meant to pay

The rich and powerful

Now have the sway

We come along way

Since socialism of 45

When Labour was powerful

With real men of steel

Not like the fungus

This  gutless crap

Just like a Tory

Blair and Brown

Ed Milliband

And all his chaps

Made sure of that

Peter Wicks