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Sep 2018
well good
thank **** for the english
gravitating for their gravity...

strapped to an Island...

*****-whips...
  
        strapped to an island you
have zero argument....

nil...
                 you're basically Iceland...

you're anti-continental
not because you're anti-continental
politics, but because
you're continental...
******* Anglicans,
******* solipsists...

   ******* autistic fairies!

   ******* gammon spreads!
   little german cousins...
*******... *****!
always the Englush undermining
the English project...
jerking off the ****-*******
Americans...

    ich ist ein osten-berliner!!
osten-berliner!

                              ficken sie!
  
       what a fake, with thre Brexit...
it's a ******* island...
a ******* island...

  no continental politics...
   the English are not attempting
to be nice...
   they have the last exhaustive
excuse...
borders guaranteed by the sea,,,,
tthe English are nice...
they asre far beyond playing
nice...
   they're cowards with proud
faces...
     they're the sort of people
i never wish to ever,
become...
  
  i'd prefer to be considered
Italian fascist...
   i'd hate to be deemed
an English liberal,
  a Locke...
         the English just don't have
the ***** that Hungarians or the Poles
have... they gravitate within
the confines of an island...

no confiscation of a
  confined politics of a continent...
   the British play nice...
  but they're your usual typo of
*******...
            an island is an island,
adrift from continental shifts,
yet, somehow,
attracted to them by a format
of making compensation...

           no... the english can care to look
all pretty...
but they're pretty much as ugly
if not uglier than
the Quasimodo...
  fool me once...
                        fool me a second time...
third time?
   sure as **** i'll know
that you occupy an island
as a people;

it always appeared nice on paper...
but when it came to the a ctual
enterprise?
hardly a Reagent's Park mosque...
i'd have to be Muslim
to think the British weren't
formerly the scourge of America
as the infamous
red coats...
die rotmäntel...
    
         do i look like an eager *******,
or an even more eager
ice-scream scooper?

  well then... what's with
this Brexit hype?

       it's a ******* island...
it was never a continental concern...
the British were: red coats...
red... coats!
            
  i charge against the wall
with the horns of a goat,
        and the cranium of a bull!
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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