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in olden times it was nobles
force was feudal and clear
your son taken to their war
droit de seigneur was fear
to poach meant a hanging
roughshod soldiers arms
lords took stock and crops
from villeins' mean farms
they snatch your data now
surveillance made routine,
drive or walk you're never
far from a monitor screen
no cruel noble ever knew
wh...
Tuesday 8th June 2021 1:08 pm
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