Decalogue

Without responsibility,
No rights accrue, except to thee.

Where keeping steady is the norm,
Portray reaction as reform.

Sell all on which you get your paws,
Provided that it isn't yours.

Where salesmanship avail thee not,
Then leave the bloodied shreds to rot.

Whatever the decay may spare,
Deport to feed a tabloid scare.

If in deporting thou shouldst fail,
Deposit the remains in jail.

Ensure, when they have done their time,
Their prospects lead them into crime.

Then, if the pulp can take some more,
Dispatch it promptly off to war.

Where all is wreck and desolation,
Evangelise for low inflation.

While flogging off whatever's left,
Preach that there's no excuse for theft.

Mosey Papp