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The Fraud
The Fraud
Such an edifying sight, were those poppies, this Remembrance Sunday,
on the Cenotaph railings, twenty times larger than life,
which were bunting-bedecked by flag-shaggers’ Union Jacks,
statements - or warnings - to “them illegulls, them immigrunts”
across the road - who’ve lived and worked here for as long as I have.
Rem...
Thursday 13th November 2025 2:55 pm
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