Same Name - Same Cuts

The Chancellor has the  same name as me, no relative,
with all this pension hassle, I'm short of a superlative;
ironic - 'Reeves' in trouble again, starts to ring a bell,
I might consider standing for Parliament - never can tell.

Must be careful but nothing to lose - so what the heck,
however, take cover - someone may shoot you in the neck;
you start to wonder, daily stabbings, now we rely on Starmer,
all this climate change stuff - does that mean winter's warmer?

The old adage looms, we're all doomed, activists prancing,
but before that, can we omit Nick Knowles on Strictly Come Dancing?
Oh well, I had a good/bad crazy life, probably better than you,
what do you expect, can't say anything because I'm a goddamned jew.

When we look 'back' on all this, that was problem - not forward,
at least George's ashes are floating in Ganges, singing 'My Sweet Lord.'