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Flatpack
It looks like a toy, my flatpack of war;
I picked it up at the D-I-Y store,
But don’t be deceived and be in no doubt,
This purchase will lead to a proper rout.
It shoots from the front, it shoots from the back,
It turns our defences into attack.
It costs next to nothing this side of town;
Once it’s assembled, the bombs will rain down.
Pitilessly, no prisoners taken,
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Monday 6th November 2023 8:47 am
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