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Before i wrote i knocked on wood.' Maybe an omen? Take
Note we should? Or maybe thousands of pieces of paper'
How many to boil a kettle? Will we find out later? Meanwhile in Spain,  were results its plain.' I wager Its due to the move.? Or
The switch? to the 'eco fast lane?' Perhaps a varience in supply.? Maybe the ammunition factory needed more umph.? Is that why a Nation stumbled yesterday like cro-magnons
Around!! Planes were grounded trains stayed in towns.'
With such a network.? That we are being told is going to be stable; sound'
'Save the planet?' Why did such strange scenes unfold.?? Is
This a Nation fit to go to war ? It seems one hiccup and its
On the floor.' I imagine Canada.? Where its can get really
Cold ' was their recent history of sucess?' Built on windmills of old?? Lets face it then (power was intermittant) and donkey power was at its zenith.' Hey but
Lets get in it.!! Imagine the deaths?? Limited medical ops
No heart surgery..no light no power no slots.?? Maybe some men.?? On bikes fed through wires.' Will be needed
To give a dynsmo power.? Or have i got that wrong should
It be 'crews of women?' As we get deep into green.!! Well
Maybe fitness we will be instilling? Yet we'd still have to
Build  (those dynamo's) I can see all the calculations.!! Will
That be carried out on fingers and toes.' Will the idealogical
Honymoon soon be over.' When we realise the aim is to kill
To increase the clover.!! To 'save the earth' apparantly billions must die!! And dear reader that means 'you and I'
Meanwhile well fight wars (against some foe?) Probably
One speaking very gutterally.?? I guess we'll never know???

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