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Nov 2020
At the end of the scale
in the millimetre ponds
where they converge in thousands
with not the remotest idea of what standard means
such is the thoughts that all sheep have the same brains

Take my ma and papa
they told me son no-one owes you favours
look your brothers and sisters are doctor and lawyers
so chose which is akin for you and make **** sure to get it
no question just go work your socks off and hold your place in line

down by the pond
some mamas say I love you
with all my heart so sonny whatever you decide
I'll stand by you and even if you end up in jail I'll visit
just be happy and do what you like cause we ain't gonna push you

my mammy she said
manners maketh the man
swear or talk ******* and you leave my house
cleanliness is Godliness discipline and hard work owns reward
look at those before you none has failed so failure is not an option

cut to the pond
and life is sweet for freedom is a crack
drink as much as you like and bed as much as you want
hang out leave schoolΒ Β and do not ask too much of yourselves
life is short John at the yard is doing ok and he never read a thing

Barry and mates are on rampage
the Equalizers say theirs is to own my mind
and **** it up because slave trading is abolished but extortion
burglary is acceptable in their manor and the aspirants are prey
the demented Equalizers do not know about scales and differences
they're ignorant uncouth louts with no notion of intelligence or
emotional intelligence
Their mamas never mentioned any thing about this or anything
but their papas says it's a shame its a downright disgrace
he was talking about the Semites, the foreign doctors, lawyers, accountants dentists and all the brown and blacks who made good
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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