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Here's some verse for Monika Smit, shes took the very worst
Faced every hit, got put in jail, on false covid charges'
She was paid out damages, though they lied their hardest!
Facist? communist.? Whats the worst they can make of it'
Slavery by any name' Victoria governs with it all the same..
The coppers followed dingos like..Sold their own grandmothers
(What are they like?) Strutting round like in the 1800s 
The peoples enemy, yet with now dwindling numbers
They're covered by the judges cruel, who'll bend and alter
Any rule, the top is twisted, now the whole state knows
Which is spreading, like a bushfire how the country glows
The heat is on, where can they turn? Maybe they will feel
Some rope applied burns? Get dragged those thirty maybe
Forty yards? cause times a wearing, and they're down on
Their cards.' The tables are turning, wheels are now in motion
A nation is rising.' They're rejecting false notions, many sins
Are in blossom, and blood cries out, from the graves of
The victims, We hear the shouts' God is observant He is 
Keeping a count ' their days are shortening there is no doubt!

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