Ten public servants standing in a line, One of them was downsized – then there were nine.

Nine public servants who must negotiate, One joined the union – then there were eight.

Eight public servants thought they were in heaven, ‘Til one of them was redeployed – then there were seven.

Seven public servants, their jobs as safe as bricks, But one was reclassified – then there were six.

Six public servants trying to survive, One of them was privatised – then there were five.

Five public servants ready to give more, But one golden handshake reduced them to four.

Four public servants full of loyalty, Their jobs were all advertised – then there were three.

Three public servants under review, One left on secondment – then there were two.

Two public servants coping on the run, One went on stress leave – then there was one.

The last public servant agreed to relocate, Replaced by 10 consultants at twice the hourly rate.