Poetry in Paradise: Built on a hand shake

Built on hand shake the theme for this month's poetry job

I read somewhere once that somebody famous

said this great nation was built on a hand shake,

maybe it was Pig Iron Bob

A hand shake doesn't mean that much any more

A litigious society is what where now in for

Suing each other to the left and the right

Children suing parents and starting a legal fight

Sue for divorce bankruptcy and malicious slander

A bloke can get in trouble just for havin a gander

Don't you dare to whistle if a pretty lady walks past

She’ll take your money and the lawyer your ass

There's this new kind of villain their called a civil libertarian

knowing nothing bout wrong or right,for that they just aint carin

if it offends one single person than the whole nation must pay

think of the less fortunate the defenceless the lawyers all say

Like TV shows or radio programmes that offend even one

There is a channel changer and an off switch are they really that dumb

I had to laugh once or twice with Mr John Laws when on the air

when a listener called up to say for him he does not really care

he said he cant believe his radio show for fifty years has lasted

every day he hears him and in thirty years he's always been nothing but a bastard

Built on hand shake is my first impression of a man

I do so hate one that has a truly limp hand

A vice like grip is challenge to me

squeeze a bit harder you mongrel then you just try and get free

A lady shakes my hand I never know where to look

I look at her chest like it's some sort of playboy book

When I was a kid you just didn't do that

Times are a changing now, well fancy that

Poetry in Paradise