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Baroness
Thatcher
hath
died
few
people
in
Britain
have
cried
they
haven't
forgotten
her
days
of
leading
their
nation
and
how
she
left
them
in
such
deprivation
s­he
ruled
with
very
little
concern
for
those
who
were
by
her
policie­s
burned
she
the
iron
lady
who
in
the
eighties
caused
the
British­
people
an
almighty
malady
H-Helping himself to my pieces of treasure
E-Escaping with them at his very own leisure

P-Proper conduct he didn't see fit to follow
I-Instantly skiving off with my creative property
L-Largesse he stowed in his own log hollow
F-Fruits of my mind purloined with impropriety
E-Effectively his action's I now do swallow
R-Round my territory he has a deal of notoriety
S-Sound the bell his track I'll surely follow

M-Mustn't let the old fellow espy my gold mine
Y-Yonder he'll flee with its bright heaps of shine

I-Ill gotten gains he has in his possession
D-Down with the judge's gavel so says the law
E-End his days of taking any possession
A-Astute laws have sentenced his tut tut paws
S-Shine from my work back in my possession
why don't we all do the primal thing
take off our clothes and reveal everything
not a stitch of clothing did Neanderthal folks wear
they allowed their naked bodies to breath the air

nudist colonies are the last bastion of bare skin
the people at these places never fail to grin
without dresses and pants they are a happy crew
all of them putting their kit out on view

it is a norm for us to take in the sunshine whilst bare
and a law should be passed to allow this fair
we've been overly wrapped in fabric for years
no wonder we've been without any cheers

the straight laced may not be too keen on ******
but may I remind them that it is such a liberty
shedding the coats and petticoats wont do any harm
and showing a little of our bodies isn't cause for alarm

our forebears of a by gone era were not clad
they ran around in the buff and never did anything bad
those who wish to be in a state of undress
take off your attire and don't feel any stress
Mesmerizing swirls
hypnotize my eyes in the
lollipop garden
Sitting she cries by the river
Her dreams drifting out to the sea
Reflections of willows dancing
She remembers who she used to be

A love song fades in her heart
As she looks at the ring on her hand
The love she was promised now over
Her life now hers to re-plan

Feathered white beauty
Resting on stone, she remembers
Her childhood the love of her home
A single red flower escaping her eyes

She kisses the wind and whispers


..................Goodbye.....................





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