CHAMPAGNE SOCIALIST 
 
I see 
You are a study in hypocrisy. 
For I hear 
That you are not as moral as you may appear. 
 
I see red mist - 
You're a champagne socialist! 
Let's raise a toast 
To our host's sham pain. 
 
I taste 
The bitter flavour of the whine you laced. 
And I smell 
The stale aroma of the lie you try and sell. 
 
I see red mist - 
You're a champagne socialist! 
Let's raise a toast 
To our host's sham pain. 
 
To you, integrity 
Is such a foreign policy. 
But your bleeding heart and manifesto of lies 
Won't preserve your disguise. 
 
I touch 
Upon the matter you revere so much. 
But I sense 
A shade will lift and cast a light on your pretence. 
 
I must insist - 
You're a champagne socialist! 
Let's end the boast 
Of our host's sham pain. 
 
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