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First poem
Sceptics, conspiracies rife
Climate up to old tricks
While seaside low land gets devoured like Weetbix
Academically decorated,
Blinding those less stupider,
Simple minds lonely in heads the size of Jupiters
Signatories, protocols,
'Our government is trying',
But I heard the sea turtles asking whether yet pigs are flying
Morals unconscious,
Couldn't be flakier,
Gone with the wind l...
Saturday 10th October 2020 10:43 am
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