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‘’ Fade ‘’ Mile Failte

Yes, the sun eventually set in the
Brutish Empire, last rays dimmed
the 40 shades of our welcome mat.

Our lament is over, no more Lodge
at the entrance, we’re emancipated
not even a gateman for thé trains.

We became born again, *******,
**** the black babies, the lot of
them should have been aborted.

Mother Theresa was a fossil faced
***** and Kuntae Kintae got what
he deserved,

**** Bangladesh Bob Geldof and
Band Aid,