WORKERS UNITED

Macintosh
You fraud!
Good morning, chief inspector,
And what’s your little game?
This man aint one of us,
He’s a cop, and Travers his name.
He’s here to tell his men out there
What we propose to do.
Methinks he’s bitten off
So much more than he can chew!

We workers may be poor
But we know how to fight.
You cannot stop us marching
And we know our rights.
You treat us just like dogs
Without a proper lead,
But dogs in packs get ugly
When they see a need.
So your forces should be ready
When the dogs are freed!

Grant
Well done there Macintosh, and we hear what you say.

Peter
So what should we do with this creep?
Can’t let him get away!

Thomas
We should take him with us
Before we let him free.
The press will get his picture then
For the world to see!

Various Marchers
Shoot some pictures on your i-phones,
Put them on the Facebook page.
Let all see the chief inspector
Joining us on centre stage!

Travers
Shame me now or shame me later,
You just think it all a sport.
But I guarantee I’ll see you
Sometime soon when you’re in court!

Colin
You’re not going to stop our action,
We’ll go on, you mark my word.

Grant
Nothing he can do will stop us
Let him rot, the little turd!

Thomas
Get him out, for Christ’s sake
There’s a march we’re going to make!
(Travers is manhandled away. Catherine enters, crying)

Joey
There’s a bird hurtling here towards us!

Mark
Hello! You’re back here early
Catherine, so tell me please,
Did you manage what I asked you?
Excuse me while I sneeze!

Catherine
Well I texted as you asked.
It was her father who replied.
He said he’d pass it on
But who can tell, he may have lied.

Mark
Catherine, are you OK?
You’re soaking wet and shivering too.
(He puts his arms around her)
Catherine, what’s wrong?
You should get warm!
I’d best take care of you…