Obama in the White House, Bush on the street, This for the people was no mean feat,
Across the water the duck house unstuck, Micheal Martin got the buck,
Here at home all was not well, mini budget straight from hell,
Lizzie Bon prostituted once more, Her acceptance meet with raptuous roar,
Promised jobs and recovery as well, Came December another budget from hell,
NAMA bail out for the boys, So the woolly jumpers could keep their toys,
Not enough to save the Job, Of the man I am who spent the few bob,
Yes indeed John Boy left, but not before pointing at the opposition cleft,
We had the Ryan and Murphy too, Government not knowing what to do,
They gave a billion to the Devils in Skirts, And tried to explain it with Gormless Blurt,
For legal reasons I cannot say, the story that really made my day,
After years of weasel and two tongue words, the skeletons feel out of the wardrobe in herds,
The year has ended without economic frill, shops boarded up and empty till,
Jobs lost by the score, ERSI promises more,
The intellectual mouth-pieces have had their day, their fancy houses and inflated pay,
But dont you worry our day will come, When Biffo and the lads will be out on their bum.......