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Super Kwasi Facile Dipstick Fiscal Plan Is Hopeless


It's... Super-Kwasi-Facile-Dipstick-Fiscal-Plan-Is-Hopeless

Bank of England's unimpressed

The 'experts' have lost focus

Decent folk are in distress

While Tories swarm like locust

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Um-diddle-iddle, um-diddle-I

Chum-diddle-fiddle, scum-diddle-guy

Mum-diddle-Lidl, plumb-middle-aisle

Bum-did-a-piddle, numb-a-little-while


It's... Super-Kwasi-Facile-Dipstick-Fiscal-Plan-Is-Hopeless

Even though the pound's in shit

He thinks he's quite precocious

The IMF are sick of it

Say he's a diplodocus

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Having announced a multi-billion pound plan that promised tax cuts for those who avoid paying any tax, the Tory party has been left in an embarrassing position, not dissimilar to that of a man who took his entire family our for a slap up meal, only to find that having told them to eat and drink whatever they wanted, his credit card was declined.


It appears the chancellor was unaware of how just much his predecessor had been asked by the previous Prime Minister to spaff away on the nation's credit card, which is now maxed out. Having made his fiscal statement in the Commons and ensured it received maximum publicity, the Chancellor has been forced to ask his fellow MPs if they can help him out with the bill.


After emptying their pockets, Tory MPs have so far donated a dozen betting slips, seven unused condoms, two thrupenny bits and three farthings.


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