Dear Mister Stupidly of Braindead,

that genocide is not in my name;

starving babies to death,

your conscience won’t stain,

so I’m asking you, oh very nicely,

pretty please, will you bugger right off;

we’ll protest against murder,

we’ll protest ‘til it stops,

we’ll protest a lot further,

we’ll protest til the fucking penny has dropped,

we’ll protest a lot louder,

i...

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Pointless complication edited out!

More tea, Vicar?

Or anyone fer coffee?

What, to Braintree?

Oh no, darling, I mean there were three

Of wee

And now there bee

Just two of wee

Thee on’ mee

I’ve counted wee

Ever so preciselee

Just mee on’ thee

Tee hee hee hee!

Ah t’wasn’t mee

My dear mumee

That must bee

Young Jimee

Our absentee

Out of his t...

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