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Apr 2013
Some will dance while others mourn
The "Iron Lady" who can't atone
for the deaths of the blanket men-
read her crimes on their headstones.

Some will dance while others weep
For a great conservative gone to sleep
but if you are a union man
you'll wish to god that she is dammed.

A flood of blood engulfed her brain,
such memories as did remain
were quickly in the torrent lost.
Do sins leave an indelible stain?

A lake of fire or a heavenly home?
Her ultimate fate remains unknown
No lone piper for her will play
unless there's one she has to pay.
Note on the death of Margaret Thatcher, not a friend to the Irish
John F McCullagh
Written by
John F McCullagh  63/M/NY
(63/M/NY)   
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