March 30: Reading the paper ...

I was reading the daily paper, this very afternoon

Reading all the headlines, the words and the cartoons

But what did I read, as I looked through all the pages

I read what reporters wrote, trading for their wages

I read of an aircraft, that’s been gone for three weeks

Of people in boats, about whom no-one will speak

Of police who sit on the wrong side of the law

And of politicians who’ll sell their souls for no more

So I turned to the sport, for some lighthearted reading

First there was racing, where it’s all in the breeding

Then I read of the cricket, where there’s talk of corruption

And then of the tennis, were the rain brings disruption

Then I went to financial, that I just don’t understand

I once made an investment, a bit less than a grand
Three years later I still held the same I put in

I get suspicious when my accountant speaks with a grin

I’ve read all the classifieds, things wanted, those for sale

But it's what’s inside the ads, it’s inside the detail

You want it, you buy it, now give me a price

Fifteen bucks a kilo, now isn’t that nice

Now I’ve read all the pages, my reading is done

I never knew reading the paper could be such fun

It’s so full of crap I really do not believe

Really just what it is it that they hope to achieve