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Ice cream and jelly, with a punch in the belly.'
Is what some in Britain Abhor.' Boris is in
Trouble, he blew too big a bubble, where he
And others did abide.' There is agony and much
Beration by the media of the Nation about who
May well have lied..? Er I mean died.' Yet i find no
Contention. On arms shipments and war intentions?
From any who, debate or decry ' about lockdowns
Such shockowns while B L M protests spread wide
How can he be so wrong? Yet also right? For so-long
While his sucessors continue in that war like stride.'
What of the elders, in throes of dementia? or now the Myocarditis high tide ' if he's wrong in his house party's
Though we are not all smarties ' surely history will itself
Truth decide.' Is there poison abounding? in congenial
Surroundings? Addicted to rampant turpitide ? How sick
Are 'lost leaders?' Who took their nation blindfolded on
A fear churning ride.? Forget ice cream with jelly and great
Bloated bellies.' Smile and turn well aside ' make no talk
Of sound reason, rejoice in silly season April fools days
And santioned genocide.?

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