NaPM April 24 2013

[cidermaid]

So many things I want to rant about... there is a lot of anger in rural cidermakers


Piggy banks and Juice makers.

I know you are sitting there, all smug.
A self satisfied, corpulent domestic feline.
Reaching out, from your financed safety zone,
to snatch another pre-prandial snack.

You toy with your victims, extracting interest,
for the sake of it – just because you can.
Wringing every last drop of hope
out of 34.9 increasing cuts;
whilst claiming disability allowance.

Holding your pudgy, cash stained paws out for more.
You take the cream off the top, of the national pot.
And whilst your back is being patted, you pocket
the pensions of a few more train wreaked victims.
Adding a few more fat faggots of rolled notes
to fuel your off shore retirement fires.

From the comfort of your easy chair,
you stare at the half time pitch through the stream
on your wide screen and reach for another slice
of the juiciest, finest fruit of the land.
One quick suck to extract the best and the rest,
the quartered remains, still breathing and dripping juice,
are tossed into the jaws of the liquidator.

Please! Don’t get me started on the juice extractors!