Based on the words of Mick Lynch, leader of the Rail, Maritime, & Transport Workers Union. Also the words of one Richard Madeley. Written in rhyme royal format (ababbcc).

Mick Lynch, are you a Marxist,

   into revolution,

   and bringing down the capitalists?

No, I’m leading a dispute about working conditions,

   and opening an interview with that, is a nonsense position.

Ri...

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Right here, right now
is how & what, & where,
to be--
for nowhere else
has the key;
could it ever be?

This is it,
of a timeless Rhyme
set in space--
atomic time.

Anomaly or intention?
Accident or invention?
Stop-- and check-in--
since this is the occasion
to lose--or to find,
a flowing mind.

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Bruises Of The Norman Yoake.

True Levellers dig over public field,
enclosed by hedgerows, cut by ditches deep.
Allow the earth to ultimately yield
its bounty – for you sow what you will reap,
a crop that’s fit for kings, the poor to keep.
This land is not the property of lords,
no matter it was seized by force of swords.

True Levellers defend the public field,
for nothing changes from...

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