May 5, 2013 by Sez
You don’t want to borrow trouble
After all you’re paying double
But the kids need clothes and dinner
And you know they’re getting thinner.
There’s a breakfast club to go to
But the mummy clique all know who
Needs the help, and start to chatter
In the playground, these things matter.
Then there’s food banks, you’ll confess that
Soon you might become that desperate.
In the papers, they say scroungers
Are just layabouts and loungers.
But the bills just keep on mounting
One more purchase, cos, who’s counting
Now? You’ve used up so much lending
Might as well just keep on spending
It’s a monster, and you’ve fed it
Life is hard on easy credit.