Friday Poem

WE'RE ON THE EURO GRAVY TRAIN

Nothing like it in the world
Than being MEP's;
No need to do what we've been told
'Cos we are MEP's.

We're on the Euro gravy train
Heading we don't know where,
As long as we get all the perks
Then why in the world should we care?

We pocket all the cash we get -
Expenses for staff and such -
Dine out at restaurants, you bet!
Only the best for us.

What are the Irish peasants doing
Voting against The Treaty,
Trying to wreck the party here
When we're having things so easy?

We're on the gravy train, you see,
And it's partying all the way,
Reporting back is just a farce
And it's fun, fun, fun all day.

Nothing like it in the world
Than being MEP's,
No need to do what we've been told
'Cos we are MEP's.