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Sep 2015
They're telling us of dreadful acts
of ******, **** and pillage,
countless callous brutal facts,
defenceless desperate rage.

And so our allies intervene
to tear away the tyrants
and leave a gap for votes to fill
from those who live and have the will.

But many die from friendly fire
lit by furious righteous rage
while canny men conspire to score,
see headlines on the city page.
Written by
Tony Luxton  Runcorn
(Runcorn)   
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