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Nov 2017
I am not the Jesus Christ of Standupcomedy.
I am catlitter & coffeegrounds.
I am not the Elvis of ****.
I am the Spectre of Communism
in a dressinggown.

The banes of the world are the liberals & ponces
if you believe neoliberals & nonces.
Oi, oi! Here comes trouble:
whistleblower troubadour.  
Oi, oi! Here comes trouble:
dialectical rockstar.

I am not the ***** Wonka of Minneapolis.
I am an old cassette whirring to a halt...
klik I am not the Disco Pope.
I am the last pale interesting European scalp.

The banes of the world are the liberals & ponces
if you believe the neoliberals & nonces.
Oi, oi! Here comes trouble:
whistleblower troubadour.  
Oi, oi! Here comes trouble:
dialectical rockstar.

Oi, oi!
Yo slave!
Io, io!
Saveloy.
Lysander 'Lice' Hardy-Pearce
Written by
Lysander 'Lice' Hardy-Pearce  41/M/East Anglia, England
(41/M/East Anglia, England)   
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