Nursery Rhyme for our time

Hey diddle diddle, They’re all on the fiddle, And they won’t stop at any time soon. They’ve all filled their pockets, Built guns and built rockets, And some have been over the Moon. Hey diddle diddle, We’re caught in the middle. The leaders are calling the tune. We all pay our taxes, While the corporate relaxes, But one day they’ll get their High Noon. David Cox, Maidenhead, Berks.