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Sonnet (On the sad news of the demise of the Siden House in the Black Country)
Oh, would it were the happy truth: consigned
Unto the flames of hell, that Crooked House,
Where Mammon’s ermined scarlet whores decide
Which trough they’ll dig with snuffling filthy snouts!
Those arsonists so proudly pose in food
Pantries, yet loudly praise the firefight;
Rapacious brutes, they Gaîa do denude
Of hope; they’re criminals, who firelight.
Rich ...
Tuesday 8th August 2023 2:39 pm
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