It started with the worldy wise
Or so one was led to believe
'A taxing scheme to help the poor
Who lack money to live at ease'
Healthcare is free, whosoever you be
Go hang any thought of the morrow
When illness befalls, just knock on the door
And let others provide for your sorrow
Have no worries my dear should daddy desert
Or calls by to fulfil his desire
Please let us know if one mouth or more
Here's money for food, shelter and fire
Oh traveller band with outstretched hand
What plans have you today
Should you be parked on that private land?
Whilst Girojob continues to pay
The Gentleman sussed it long ago
Let others do the work
Why be a bee when being is free
Accept it, enjoy it and smirk.
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