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A poem about the modern times today |
| Modern World Another day, another month, another year Things never change Lost a job, have a beer Go to shop, short on change People faking for benefits Just to earn a little more cash Taking taxes bit by bits Theres emos, theres chavs and goths too All split into different groups they have different points of view with music and culture and things to do. Prices gone high People feel low People feeling depressed they want to die. Time for them, feels very slow. More and more want to join the army To fight for England But I must say my Friend I think there barmy. I wouldn't go, even if i was offtered a million grand. Finding a job ,when there is none When money is most in need There is nothing, not even one. |