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Socialist my Arse!
The starver hears but must ignore,
being answerable, not to the many,
but the few’s blood-lusting roar,
strings pulled with many a pretty penny.
lover he, of fascist shores,
solution final, they’ve demanded,
in hock to genocidal boors,
with filthy lucre he’s red-handed.
is there no arse he will not lick?
needs must that he stand by his man;
no conscience has that stan...
Sunday 20th October 2024 11:42 am
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