Windrush
has shown us all that insitutional racism is live and kicking nowhere
more so than in May's Tory Government. Time, then, to re-work Ole Man
River. Paul Robeson would understand and, I hope, approve.
Ole Ma'am May
Ole Ma'am May
That Ole Ma'am May
She gotta do somethin'
But don't do nothin'
She jes keeps rollin'
She keeps on rollin'
along
In the NHS, we'd sweat
and strain
Though subsistence wages
were a big pain
Turn that bed
Empty that pale
You got no documents
So you land in jail.
I gets weary
An' sick of her lyin'
They screw you while
you're livin'
They'll screw you when
you're dyin'
But ole Ma'am May
She jes keeps rollin'
along
She made this mess
Looks like she's
forgotten
The core of an apple
That's now wholly rotten
But ole Ma'am May
She keeps on rollin'
She just keeps rollin'
along
Ole Ma'am May
That Ole Ma'am May
She gotta do somethin'
But don't do nothin'
She jes keeps rollin'
She keeps on rollin'
along


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