A wonderful fable the hussies told laying velvets over their heinous felonies in gainsay somersault and agile twists the innocents become the villains and The Wigan Piers Boys rode into town the **** came riding in too pulling alongside the blinded and the dumb it were the age of treasons and discontent
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the death of hope and progress, it was the seasons of lies and slander
It is the time of the mocking birds vengeance the vendetta of rogues, knave, charlatan and the twofaced and the vixens and the serpents whispered eulogies meant for their fathers, their men their brothers and their sons but it was never meant for the blameless man now in their gallows they danced and smiled at the kangaroo court and cast their verdict The Wigan Piers Boys and cahoots then consulted the unions and the return to Wigan Pier with no parole and hard labour It is the age of Revolution when faultless innocent man is hanged