She put a drawing in grandmas coffin,
Afterall shes only five years old,
How do you tell an infant,
How her grandma died so bold. ?
She fought the bedroom tax,
But Atos dealt deaths blow,
59 years old,
Its Tory ideology we know.
Fit for work despite her heart,
And irthritus in her bones,
4o years in that house,
A place she called her home.
When her grandaughter is older,
She will read and then she.ll know,
Why mummy cried and grandma died,
Its Tory ideology you know.
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nephilim56 (
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I'm so sorry for your loss
this is acute and insightful commentary
thanks for sharing
(i still think, they tried to decimate
the elder population with covid
but that battle hardened generation
wouldn't give-in and go quite
so now its frozen homes
with gas price hikes
I wonder, what fate they think
awaits them
when they too, reach
that threshold age?
shameful, absolutely shameful!)
I agree with your comments many thanks
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