bedroom tax not wanted

here comes the tax man with his bedroom room tax
he will hit everone with his bedroom tax
rich or poor and on low income
he does not care
for he is the grime ripper not heart or sole

he does not care, life a b*tch, lifes a struggle
for everyone tax rises bills soaring high
getting ripped off by energy supplies
the tax man does not give a dam
money they must collect from every one to fill there swollen nest egg pot
cameron the chief whip and his lap dog puppy in his kennal tied to the coalition he no clout for he is camerons b*tch and has no say and no clout for the lap dog he, he now fight

tax man you have gone to far,the burdan on the people of the uk with your dreaded bedroom tax, more money they will find more misery and decay uk in turmoil it now is going back to middle ages ,poor and destute families this they garantee there policies not working time they got the boot sell them off to the nearest car boot sale unwanted conmen thats what they are for they dont give a dam
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Posted: Feb 2013

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Comments (1)

mcradloff
The biggest threat here and abroad is the illegal aliens taking over the culture and most importantly, the jobs. The taxes are a legal theft, and they get the money before you do. So basically they are saying, here is what I get, here is what your employer gets, and you and the crows can feed on the crumbs.dunno doh very mad
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