As I wandered past St James
I noticed crowds of men and dames.
One of whom I thought I knew
So pushed my way to get a view.
She handed little purses out
Said, hope it helps you get about.
Spend it wisely, don’t get sloshed.
This to old folk freshly washed.
I’m 83 as well, you see,
So one for each but not for me.
These days I’m careful of amounts
The Mail might print from Tax Accounts.
But be sure that every coin is spent
Its called QE by government.
Funny, I always thought that’s me
But nothing now is certainty.