Lean Times

Money spent

Others lent

Drains a lot

Goods misbegot

Gather dust

Pass as rust

Sent away

Day by day

To the tip

A lucky dip

Look and see

Dull economy

Pay some back

Cut the slack

Close the door

Fill the floor

With hire goods

Keep the shoulds

Eat baked beans

Mend open seams

Live on toast

Let’s not boast

Buy second hand

Till the land

Close accounts

Debts amount

Make things last

Do it fast

Lose your job

Feel a blob

Now improvise

Taxes subsidise

Thongs will do

Instead of shoes

Have one car

Recycle the lard

Choose modesty

Over luxury

See one movie

Dance one boogie

Keep the change

Finance rearrange

Bring in god

Slow to plod

Wait it out

Twist and shout

Tomorrow comes

Do some sums

Recession no?

Depression go!

Spread the fear

Far and near

Sink less piss

Seek more bliss

Bunker down

Verb AND noun

Ignore big sales

Think of whales

Devalued super

Whoopee duper!

Prices deflate

The poor relate

To tighter measures

Forgo pleasures

No poker machines

And in betweens

Escape the rot

Save a lot

Pull the weeds

Plant more seeds

Show your love

Kiss your Muv

Dreams look dim

Reel them in

Can the can

If you can

Less take away

Break the day

With due hope

Better to cope.

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