let them eat chips
by Julie Easley
common sense is cheap these days – just ask the rich
they chuck in their opinion, churn out recipes for free
they say the poor can’t budget ‘cept for fags and booze and huge TV’s
they line up in their taxpayer limos for the latest photo op
for selfies at the food bank where the poor can get their spuds
and rummage an excellent choice in tins for something to go on toast
they say ‘food poverty is so in vogue,’ they flood their twitter feed
the smiling elites with thumbs up giving nourishment for a fee
common sense is cheap these days – just ask the rich
they give their mates billions, set up companies just for fun
sit their privileged arses on piles of cash then vote to starve the kids,
they gorge on gourmet menus, wipe out cummings council tax
point their dodgy fingers at the parents lost in a poverty trap
they promise to level up – that we’re in this all together
then slash and cut and level down, laugh and clap and cheer with glee
‘the poor,’ they say, ‘can feed themselves if they spend more responsibly’
common sense is cheap these days – just ask the rich
they say the poor aren’t poor enough to deserve more from the pot
they piss it up the wall they say, or spend it all on crack
they make all the wrong decisions, the problems plain to see
the poor don’t need luxury stuff like choices of what to afford
a tin of beans or the heating on
a loaf of bread or pay the rent
a bag of spuds or frozen chips
common sense is cheap these days, just ask the stinking rich.
