2 MAY 1969, Page 28

After the Budget

Sir: The Treasury Knights have all got Ks And keys to an ivory tower And they sit at ease and jingle their keys In a large black Humber car.

Their policy lies in pieces, Their estimates all prove wrong, They lurch to an autumn crisis With a gay ineffectual song.

But their yoke on the British people Grows heavier hour by hour, And what do they care for a victim's prayer In the corridors of power?

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