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Honourable
Honourable
If you wrote his speeches
If you contributed to the farce
If you drove him here and there
If you kissed his arse
If you supplied his porcine pleasure
If you shone his shoes
If you offered him your soul
If all your reds were blues
If you served his table
If you served his drink
If you closed your mind
If you tried hard not to think
If you sorte...
Tuesday 2nd August 2016 8:33 pm
Lady Liberty Weeps
Lady Liberty Weeps
In a Minnesota precinct
On a Minnesota street
The day starts like any other
For the Baton Rouge elite
In the land of the brave
In the land of the free
A cop with a pistol
Shoots liberty
A man reaches for a wallet
With a target on his back
Red white and blue
All the patrolman sees is black
Where the gun is law
The sheriff of the west
...Friday 8th July 2016 1:30 am
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