Otherness
Otherness
We all know they’re riddled with Otherness
And they’re bringing it over here
I don’t care if they have the same body parts
It’s their Otherness that I fear
They’ll only have to look at you
And you’ll catch their Otherness too
They’ll be lazy, scrounging, Otherness spreading
Heathens – not like me and you
I bet they had lives of champaign and caviar
In the lands of the Otherness folk
I don’t know why they’d want to leave that behind
They must be having an Otherness joke
They’ll rape my wife, indoctrinate my kids
Make it just like Otherness Land
If we Little Englanders don’t rise up
And make a Churchillian sort of stand
I don’t want Otherness to be taught in schools
I don’t want them in my back yard
So you lily livered liberals
Had better not play that Otherness card
About how they’re running from persecution
Over there in the Otherness Place
They’re not like us, never will be
They’re not part of the human race
So sink their fucking dinghy’s
And send the buggers back
To their Otherness warzones
I feel like we’re under attack
From a horde of Otherness bastards
I mean, they’re nothing like us Brits
They have no hearts, empathy or morals
But then again – if the cap fits
Ian Whiteley
Fri 14th Aug 2020 16:26
thanks once again for the kind comments and the thoughtful presentation of alternative viewpoints ?
Ian