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Kicking and Screaming
The clowns and the madmen are led away,
Kicking and screaming, kicking and screaming.
The brand-new Bentley is brought out to play,
Factory-gleaming, factory gleaming.
The streets are swept free of the dust and muck,
Spit-clean and polished, spit-clean and polished;
Around lies the city’s ardour and luck,
Smashed and abolished, smashed and abolished.
As simpering rules...
Monday 26th August 2024 8:21 am
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