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Waiting for our Masters to Grow Up The barbarians who lord it over us Thunder denunciations at each other On whether they should kneel or stand to flags or ***** And with whom they should be photographed Some swagger in government, in suits and ties Some swagger with buckles binding their foreheads; Like schoolboys they compare the size of their…purchases And bubble themselves with fawning courtiers As ever, we workers, savers, writers, readers Must be the grownups - unlike our leaders
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 4:24 PM UTC
Waiting for our Masters to Grow Up
Waiting for our Masters to Grow Up The barbarians who lord it over us Thunder denunciations at each other On whether they should kneel or stand to flags or ***** And with whom they should be photographed Some swagger in government, in suits and ties Some swagger with buckles binding their foreheads; Like schoolboys they compare the size of their…purchases And bubble themselves with fawning courtiers As ever, we workers, savers, writers, readers Must be the grownups - unlike our leaders
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 4:24 PM UTC
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