Each day I scan the pages of a reputable(?) rag
To make myself aware of principal events
Because I am still thinking, I take up my position
I am not one for sitting on the fence.
So often, I consider the salient why’s and wherefore’s
To distinguish facts from mere pretence
Most times, it seems to me, the obvious absentee
Is a modicum of good old Common Sense
We see the MP’s drooling on money to be made
By redefining what is called expense
Meanwhile they just argue, argue, argue
Where did they all, leave their Common Sense?
Media Editors turn the ‘Nelson eye’
As their Hacks, crash through each private fence
‘Do, as you would be done by’, is quite simple after all,
Where! Oh where! was their Common Sense?
Listen, read, consider, (empty barrels make most noise)
The availability of knowledge is now immense,
When all is said and done, the best advice may come
From your own inbuilt Common Sense.