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Jul 2022
And that puerile drivel
that has taken at least an hour
out of a mediocre ant's life
is supposed to be a gem
in the minds' game theory
of our prolific illiterates

any wonder why any day now
Bombay and Calcutta and Delhi
will all be celebrating
our own now sits to laude over
where Raj from eons sat
an in lily grace drained all ponds

Brownies have long left Akela
they are all making millions
and issuing permits to benefits
taxi drivers have Lolitas for snacks
our home grown ***** play chess
mindlessly in mind of mind games

lame brains in fools paradise
knows all about envy and jealousy
its their birthright obviously
since the invaders have taken
the prime cuts and run the banks
as the emerald eyes cries red tears
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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