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Jul 2020
think it through very slowly
know its hard for the single minded to do
lets break it into bite size pieces for you
action reaction but who pulls the string
you, yes you are my puppets
you look and wait like trained dogs
which actually is what you are
trained and primed to do your skits
I do, you react, barking uselessly and senselessly
snarling and gnashing from your chained kennels
posing and posturing in anodyne malaise
cheap dumb insignificant runts shielding their cowardice
the charade of bullies is well known to the smarts
numbers and packs is nothing for fools are fools, period
you are shamed puppets frying denials in truths all can see
common morons in blinders and grunting knuckle-draggersΒ Β 
the bottom feeders puppets on their deranged services
you're as dismiss-able as the wasted cheap *** that made you
no responsible and capable parents makes dross and lowlifes
the inadequate fodders who are bitter, useless and resentful
and in fear and envy of real men who make something of themselves
yours is not to question or reason you do not have it in you
yours is just to do as you're ordered
you are the puppets on strings
do your worst in neon stink
we have the meagre measure of ******* dolts
Boris and Cummings have spanked you
and the country laughs at you
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
65
   Ken Pepiton
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