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Jingle Jangle
Jingle Jangle
Jingle jangle go the coins in my pocket
As they fall through the hole
Worn by austerity
Jangle jingle go the gems on the necklace
As they hang from the necks
Worn by the royals
Jingo jungle go the voices of the right
As they spew out their racist
War mongering rhetoric
Jingle jangle goes the freshly minted coin
With a royal on the front
A...
Tuesday 14th January 2020 4:09 pm
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