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Post by England Awaken! on Oct 8, 2011 19:44:25 GMT
City centres a violent battleground every night Peopled by drunkards, junkies and muggers; Admittedly some of the crims are white And some of them are perverted gay buggers. Overweight common families in squalid council flats Staring at reality shows and other crap on TV, They are the scum of society, cheap ugly rats, Oh when will dear England of such folk be free? Soldiers fighting pointlessly in the Middle East Earning more enemies for my betrayed nation; Descend vengeful God, partake of the feast, Give us all thy well-earned condemanation! Union Jack flying in the foetid wind of shame Who will cleanse us and shoulder the blame?
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Post by Daphne on Oct 8, 2011 19:59:03 GMT
Bleeding Hell! This one's a bit un-PC. I like it. Call a spade a spade.
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Post by alex on Oct 8, 2011 23:47:32 GMT
I'm so pleased I don't live in England, even though it is very cold here. But we spend our evenings knitting scarves and hats instead of mugging people and getting drunk. I once had a glass of port and wanted to batter my brother to death; so I haven't had a drink since.
I have exalted you for this poem. If you don't like living in England anymore, you are welcome to come to Mongolia to live with me and my goats.
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Post by Daphne on Oct 9, 2011 0:39:42 GMT
It's a good offer, E.E!
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Post by England Awaken! on Oct 12, 2011 11:25:56 GMT
Thank you for your kindly comments!
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Post by Daphne on Oct 30, 2011 20:02:53 GMT
It was our pleasure. We await with terror your next posting.
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Post by Fraser Allonby Q.C. on Nov 2, 2011 18:04:15 GMT
A sad reflection on our broken society!
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