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May 2019
MEANWHILE EVERYONE SCREAMS
THE ROYAL BABY’S HERE
BUT I CHECKED THE HOSPITAL
THEY’VE GOT A TONNE WHICH ONE
NOT THAT ONE OR THAT ONE
NO NO THE SON AND DAUGHTER PARENTS MOGUL TITANS
THE BABY WITH THE TRUST FUND
THAT SURPASSES VENEZUELA'S NATIONAL INCOME
THE COUSIN *******, SORRY THAT’S A BIT BASE
SOME WOULD SAY CLICHE
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
THAT HOME COUNTY OLDER THAN BEING BLUE, ME OR YOU,
THE BLOOD COURSING THROUGH THE DRY SOIL IS THEIRS SUPPOSEDLY
GREEDY BUSHES KEEP POPPING UP DUCHESS
THEY DON’T GIVE ME FRUIT
SOMEONE SHOULD HAVE A LOOK FOR THE GRAIN SUPPLIES
MEANWHILE EVERYONE (I’m looking at you BBC) SCREAMS.
RJP
Written by
RJP  19/M/Wales
(19/M/Wales)   
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