Hail the demos of runts proffers turds from their houses of commoners and plebs flaying their ripe dumps at Wasteminister Parliament the oiks and oinks are full of it in endless struggles with poos Fagins and unison ******* an giving oiks golden showers the great unwashed carry their excrements to poetry class as floaters to them it makes ****** sense because floaters rhymes with plonkers who constipated on fish chips 'n vinegar are hallucination revolution and are plopping pale faeces with red faces in left an left with runny motions and momentums
hahaha....hahaha......hahaha....can some identify the analogy and references in this satirical poem. it was written in 1968 about space exploration and imperialist who steal diamonds and loot all over our planet yet point fingers and falsely label others greedy....