I think I might have a cold coming on.
I don’t feel a hundred and ten per cent,
I’m snuffly up in the nasal region,
But thanks for asking. I know it’s well meant.
At least I don’t smoke. Now, cig money’s spent
On other stuff, like higher fuel costs,
And soon, all-round inflation; prices sent
Sky-high as credit dries up. All the boasts
About second homes, buy-to-let, are toast.
I think there’s a recession coming on.
All those who over-borrowed, now repent.
The gates of extravagance are now closed.
And now the debt, virus in the system,
Shows its effect, spills out with cruel intent.
Tue 22 Jan 2008
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