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Nov 2020
The UK is trying to gloss
over a colourful illusion of
racial harmony, equality
fairness, their love of past
wars and imperial gluttony.

Nobody's buying British
******* anymore, English
Scots and Welsh are unified
points in a septic trident of
an evil trifecta, (being shafted).

Bring on Brexit the sooner your
isolation begins the better, ****
up the channel tunnel, let them
eat fish and chips and may the
Irish cloud factories darken you.

Where west each wind is born
mischievous Gaels with pots of
vapoured broth disperse its brew
and laced with ancient potions
concoct a drape to cloak the saxon horde.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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