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Dear Mister Stupidly of Braindead...
Dear Mister Stupidly of Braindead,
that genocide is not in my name;
starving babies to death,
your conscience won’t stain,
so I’m asking you, oh very nicely,
pretty please, will you bugger right off;
we’ll protest against murder,
we’ll protest ‘til it stops,
we’ll protest a lot further,
we’ll protest til the fucking penny has dropped,
we’ll protest a lot louder,
i...
Thursday 29th February 2024 11:21 am
A Few More Lines?
Pointless complication edited out!
More tea, Vicar?
Or anyone fer coffee?
What, to Braintree?
Oh no, darling, I mean there were three
Of wee
And now there bee
Just two of wee
Thee on’ mee
I’ve counted wee
Ever so preciselee
Just mee on’ thee
Tee hee hee hee!
Ah t’wasn’t mee
My dear mumee
That must bee
Young Jimee
Our absentee
Out of his t...
Tuesday 13th December 2022 11:00 am
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