Don't let them get away!

One day Mr Fat Cat and his friend Lord Piggington were walking down the street and, seeing some poor people up ahead, they started to use their canes to drive them off.
"Make way, you peasants, oink-oink!", said Lord Piggington with his snout in the air, "Rich people coming through".
Just then, however, Fat Cat looked over his shoulder and his look of contented smugness turned to one of fear.
" Crikey Horace", said Fat Cat, "Its the labour party and that mugglewump Jeremy Corbyn. They must have found out about all my unpaid taxes. Run".
Fast as their wobbling, bloated bodies could move the two villains attempted to make their getaway down the street, using their huge stomachs to barge pedestrians out of the way.
But then, unscrewing the tip  of his walking cane and revealing a hidden poison dart, Lord Piggington drove it into Fat Cats left foot.
Paralysed, Fat Cat came down on the pavement like a ton of bricks.
"Horace? What are you doing?", asked Fat Cat with a whimper.
"You know the rules, Fat Cat, old chum", said Lord Piggington, jumping onto the back of a pedestrian and, whipping him with his cane, trying to ride him like a horse , "Every man and pig for himself".
Fortunately, Fat Cat and Lord Piggington didn't get away with cheating the taxman but things might have been very different, Theresa May might have won the 2017 election and let all the tax dodgers off the hook, expecting the poor to pay the price for their greed by suffering terrible austerity. Thankfully, the British public saw her for what she was, a ruthless opportunist rather than a person of principle like Jeremy Corbyn, spouting tired and used cliches like 'strong and stable' rather than speaking from the heart like him and as untrustworthy as her tax dodging friends.

Don't let the Fat Cats get away with cheating the British people. Vote Labour.