IDEAL SOCIALISM
May I have a permit? I want a rag to blow my nose! May I have a permit? I’d like to wear some clothes. I had to get a permit to allow me to be born, And now I’d like a permit, to wear some woollies; warm.
Then I’d like a permit (I hope it doesn’t hurt) — I’d like to get permission to sometimes change my shirt. And then I’d like a permit (and this may make you foam) But I’d like a permit to live in my own home.
I dare not ask a permit allowing me to eat, The I.E.F. Council has commandeered the Meat. My tongue is hanging out with thirst, my innards on the shrink. So I’d like to have a permit, just to have a cooling drink.
I don’t have to have a permit to lie and cheat and rob, But I’d like to get permission to try run my own job. For living in this phoney age, is a very heavy task— Permission to go down-under, is all that one can ask. W. BRADSHAW.
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Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 11, Issue 77, 8 September 1947, Page 5
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182IDEAL SOCIALISM Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 11, Issue 77, 8 September 1947, Page 5
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