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Jul 2020
Don't hang your coat on me
it does not fit
though the mob say
I will be fitted up
at least get the right measurements
its not 'one size fit all'
so take your 'off the peg' atrocities
and your exaggerated coloring's
your vile and warped stitch-ups
your distorted disjointed lines
your left hemming stitching
and your far right wing overlays
to your indentured blind tailors
who have ready customers
suited to your style

your fashion is not my fashion
do not hang your coat on me
I do not seek your patronage
your brand and labels unfamiliar to me
I do not do East-end sweatshops
neither do I wear 'Red or Dead' labels
why does my dapper clean cut style
cut and pain you to such extreme
who wants your street cred or your boo hoo
go find your level go do your **** elsewhere
don't lay your blame on me
for you are just a bunch of rag and bone people
renta-mob in the pocket of thieves, wasters and born liars
far far far from the manor born
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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