oi ******* leprechaun sing me a ******* limmerick to make me ache for gold and feel happy about it! oh no, wait... here comes the ***** f@ck with real **** and real tiaras you won't mind but mind the censoring of the words; lucky you.*

i began to realise that western free society
died, when a neighbour held more
authority over my free-expression
in what i did express: lament,
by calling the authorities of the state
to take me to a hospital barefooted
and without a key to the front door,
who said: your lamenting is un-acceptable,
i will not have it, i will have your plot
of land of the english garden...
and she said... she momentarily made me
homeless, she was allowed the power to
have the authorities enter my ownership
and usurp my ownership of it...
i would have wept and gone to sleep,
instead she forced me to be taken to a hospital...
the ******* *****... i didn't want to go there...
i'd receive more sympathy in iraq to be honest
to be simply left alone and expressive,
rather than told to be inquired by the police,
breaking a window to re-enter my own abode
for a good night's sleep... while domestic violence
has risen to a 30% increase...
god take me elsewhere from these idiots.
no wonder so many divorces.... prenupital arrangements...
i'd sign one on the first date had i been given a chance
to make english virginity into functual *******
guided by the celtic blanket of politics.