Mary Had A Bank Account Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
Mary Had A Bank Account
Mary had a bank account
in Nicosia fair,
Sigh_pressed she's knocked out for the count:
E.U. squeezed out fair share.
Her hard earned cash, a plum amount,
was amputated there,
she's taken to the streets to mount
a protest vote despair.
Her little lamb could not surmount
the crunch, munch lunch mint rare,
can't follow her. One must recount
there's no more lamb to spare!
(25 March 2013)
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