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May 2021
A file appeared from somewhere
showing sites of Mass Weapons of Destruction
lies, smears, misinformation and fabrications are pouring
from red lips

a Scientific Officer disappears and met a mysterious death
a scapegoat with a golden gun was in cross-hairs smoking a cigar
millions are facing doom and displacements and millions say no war

a red rose man
has engineered his grandiosity as international statesman
a leader of the free world with millions of pawns to move as he says
we are in solidarity with our friends across the pond and will give all

the red mist has descended
high stakes duplicity and octane fuelled chicanery are flying
and once again innocent mothers start weeping for lost children
and its always the poor the disadvantaged and the workers who pay

yes the blood ran red
brave men spilled red in foreign dust as towns crumble
there were no weapons of mass destruction but we razed their oil
we killed the man with the golden gun and got contracts in trillions

the red rose man is now worth fifty millions
he's a common man of the people and shops at Harrods
he was head of a Party for ordinary working people he sent to war
he didn't fight but he got medals of Honour and various high awards

He wants you to vote for his cronies
he wants his mayor in power once again because they care
care to keep us commoners in our place and use us as they like
yes they like red for it reminds them of the blood of the workers
they gladly fool and control and send out to do their nice ***** work
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
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