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The Pride
The Pride
Huzzah!
This old and gummy English lion
Feeding on the tears of little girls.
Finding its bravery in packs
Of like-minded scavengers
Who prowl and growl
And claim a foul
For every perceived slight
In history.
Huzzah! Hurrah!
We won a contest
Prejudiced by racist taunts
And sieg-Heil accusations
By the Nazis
Towards the reconciled.
...Friday 2nd July 2021 3:12 pm
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