Don’t bang on over
what’s not fair
I’ve ditched the Volvo
for a hatch
We’re down to only one
au pair
There’s something mouldy
in the thatch
It’s hell in Chipping
Sodbury
The hardships of our
Cotswolds life
The day-to-day indignity
Have made a martyr of my
wife
The pinch of rural
poverty
Is written on her face,
the fear
Of scrimping to pay
stable fees
There’ll be no skiing
trip this year!
She squabbles with the
Aga louts
Fighting over cut price
sprouts
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