‘D’ MOCK CRASS Y? AND THE RULE OF LAW
Oh Citadel of Westminster, look down on your creation:
millions of damned and blighted lives – the remnants of a nation.
Yes, you forgot that power corrupts, and honed your fell foul skills
till power, close to absolute, finds England wracked with ills.
Now this Quixote – errant knight – tilts at your spinning members
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Tuesday 22nd April 2014 11:04 am
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