With apology to John Keats, a new poem for 2015:
Oh, You unbridled bride of Entitlement,
Can you still afford to pay the Rent?
You, love-child of Austerity and Free-spending,
Is your ambrosia Never-ending?
Paid debts are sweet, but those unpaid are sweeter
says your new Syriza leader,
’cause we’ve got to get the people working,
so in Unemployment they’ll not be lurking.
Ah, happy, happy days that cannot end,
as long as EU-lovers still do send
debt forgiveness, and credits new
so you’ll never bid EU adieu.
Who are these coming to the Sacrifice?
a little help from Euro friends would sure be nice.
The Germans, the French, will surely come
and Play the Games until they’re done!
Oh Athenic State, on marbled path of Austerity
Can you reach that elusive peak of Victory?
Winged Athens, her goddess wings now torn away–
Has she lost her head in heat of the fray?
Oh, for ever may you live, and Greece be fair!
as long as EU pals still care.
Austerity puts Prosperity on the go–
That’s all you really need to know!