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¡No Pasarán!
On Cable Street in ‘thirty-six
they said ¡No Pasarán! keeping Fascists at bay
with chamber-pots pouring, with fists kicks and bricks.
But on that hypocrites’s watch, in ‘twenty-three,
they said “¡Pasarán! it’s the Fascists field day”,
Spanish Nazis and Blackshirt admirers roamed free
on Preston’s streets, decency slayed;
our ex-home secretary now protests for genocide,
...
Thursday 18th January 2024 1:35 pm
Tabula Rasa
Vent your anger on people in small boats,
on long-haired gorgeous blokes, who like to wear skirts;
forget the yachts sailed by millionaire thieving scrotes,
forget who welcomed to the UK, Nazis and Blackshirts,
facts indeed are sacred, as someone said,
but only facts which the sewer chooses to reveal,
yes, no news is good news, what nearly thirty thousand dead?
targetted jour...
Thursday 11th January 2024 12:57 pm
Deathstyle Choice
Her Deathstyle Choice!
The red red rose of Lancashire, it’s red for love,
the poppy, flower of Palestine which gives me hope,
the fragile Armistice poppy, of hope, not hate,
trodden in the mud by Braverman’s Nat C. friends,
by the Nazi hate-mob...
Wednesday 8th November 2023 2:14 pm
Blackshirt Haiku
Britain’s now drifting
Rudderless and no compass.
Send for the Blackshirts!
Friday 8th September 2023 10:57 am
Verboten
Your particular point of view,
Ain’t permitted ’cos it’s red;
No matter whether it’s false or true,
It annoys me that it can be read.
Blackshirts are marching down the street,
Coming to sort dissenters out,
Thirty Pee’s thrown some red meat,
Sod your civil rights, they’re up the spout.
Saturday 12th August 2023 10:59 pm
Hurrah for the Blackshirts!
Oh-and the Refugees and immigrants in Merseyside (according to UK Home Secretary Suella Braverman).
Sunday 29th January 2023 1:08 pm
The Battle Of Holbeck Moor
The Battle Of Holbeck Moor
The day the Fascists came to Leeds
And faced the Yorkshire grit
Of local folk who travelled there
From every mill and pit
To face them down on Holbeck Moor
and still their twisted tongue.
That day a famous battle would be fought
And would be won.
The Leylands had been daubed in paint
Swastikas and the like
But in the pubs and fa...
Tuesday 3rd May 2022 3:55 pm
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