A councillor spoke, bold and brash,
“Rob Peter for Paul, take more in cash!”
 But take from the poor to give to the rich? Seems like he’s lost the plot—a real bait-and-switch. Our roads are crumbling, streets unsafe,
Toilets shut or vandal’s waif.
 Schools left begging for staff and supplies,
While doctors and dentists wave their goodbyes. A glasshouse rises, all shiny and grand,
Yet shops sit empty across the land.Colwyn Bay’s lost its heart and soul,
Taxed out of business—an empty shell whole. So here’s my plea, if you truly care,
Give back your allowance—show us you’re fair.Meet your people, hear their cries,
See the world through struggling eyes. But don’t raise tax—we’re stretched too thin,
Austerity’s…