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Dec 2011
I got in to a bit of a rant today, with my brother.

Politics are *******.
They do nothing at all.
For the people that need it.
Weather big or small.

We all need money.
Thats what they always say.
Pay this, pay that.
And look forward to Christmas Day.

What if people can not afford this.
What of there day.
Politics forgets them.
And moves on its way.

And what of banks.
Bonuses they pay.
To the one, whom has ****** up.
So he goes on holiday.

Maybe.
I might be wrong.
But what the **** is money.
And do we need it?

Seems to me.
whatever race, ethnicity.
We all are the same.
We all need love.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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