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A golden apple hangs aloft,
corrupt flesh - rotten to the core
and when it falls, it lays a while
until the vermin come to gnaw.
A bloody tide, ebbs and flows
against Britannia’s exposed shore
while God’s still lapping his sinners up
In distant, godless, fucking war.
A Tory with a mouth of lies
feeds the rich and damns the poor -
...Tuesday 16th April 2013 1:49 pm
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