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Sep 2023
Who is to confuse thou
is it the roundhead kapo crooner carping his master's tripe
is it the ragged beggar
floored in discord stringing prodigal's self lament in paradise
who dost can depress
is it the graduated traditional char-wallers still quivering to Raj
Is personality altered
by prime wastrels and lazy-bones who defer ripe opportunities
to merry in Ale houses
whinning about birthrights while a brown runs the high houses
of their absent fathers

Come see mass hyteria
tangled round disgraced under-achievers waving blame flags
In divergent delusions
they spout lies to cover lies and more lies to cover more lies
Flying monkeys follow
eating sour grapes from the pungent grapevines of illusions
Praise our Great Creator
He gives laughable patethic adversaries in blooming ignorance
In their sad insularity
Honour shaming, dignity shaming, virtue shaming is a thing
need we say more........
yo mamas!!  .......hahaha.....I mean, they're not princesses, not Royal in any way....hahaha
Perhaps, we should present our heads at the Tower, they will do a better job of doing our heads in, don't you thinks, mates!
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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