The Job Alchemist

Gather round kiddies                                                  
I have political tales to tell
You have to be an adult child
To be put under my spell
Preferably a voter with a mentality of twelve,                          
Into my bag of political tricks, I will surely delve.

Now watch this hand as I reach for my ax,
Because I know how all of you despise tax
As you can see it's not Adam Smith's invisible hand
Because drastic times requires taking a stand!
                                                                                                             

In one fell swoop
I will use my implement to cut social gains
A neat magic trick I learned from John Maynard Keynes
I'll rid you of a hundred thousand jobs serving you well
But I'll keep mine for 8 years and you'll hardly begin to tell

Earlier I said I had an ax, I should confess
It's really a job for a hatchet
But keep cool, keep calm, and don't stress
When the cuts ramp up that I will ratchet
My next little trick will surely impress

Watch this hand kiddies pull a million jobs from thin air
Poof before your eyes you'll see them appear.
You'll say come on Mister Hudak
Can you really do that?
To which I'll say, Philip Cross certainly thinks I'm on track,
He says the public sector needs to trim the fat.

A vote for me kiddies is a vote for prosperity
Never mind the growing inequality gap and disparity
Never mind income earners on the lower tier
That rely on government for subsidy and for their care

I say markets should be ours for the making
And government a privately controlled undertaking                
I say put an end to publicly funded health care
After all, its really  just another form of welfare
Plus all my friends are all rich so what do I care.
Vote for me and everybody will pay their way, I swear!