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Jul 2017
honi soit qui mal y pense* revisited
and revised:
may he be shamed who
                       thinks badly of it:
better:
  may he be shamed who does
not think anything of it -
              and how does that one go?
airs my darling, airs,
chem-*** ******* -
       antibiotic overdose wankers -
that's how it goes in li'ill england -
t t t t - mind the t as you mind
r as you mind the g, and the gap
on the curve of the bank underground
station... with its metalic banshee
sound...
               ah! there we have it,
gentlemen, hold on to your wigs -
            honi soit qui rien y pense.
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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