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Two Thousand and Twenty Two
Four Billion years or thereabouts Earth has orbited its appointed place Slowly and surely developing into A safe and hospitable living space What a strange year this has been Year Two Thousand and Twenty Two You seem to have bern so long passing And I’m so glad to see the back of you. A year of invasion and Warfare Of bullies flexing their might Seeming secure in their belief That might alone is right. A year of political spectres Of crooks, spivs and ghouls Carelessly showing to the world we Are lead by blatant self seeking fools. The greedy and avaricious seem To want, and take, more and more Leaving even less for the peasants To fight and grub for off the floor. The rich man in his castle still, Security light and guard at his gate, More and more decrying the excesses Of the battered remnant Welfare State. So goodbye twenty twenty two Heaven only knows what we’ll see, More of the same and worse I think, when They usher in year Twenty Twenty Three. Four thousand years give a century or two That’s just about as long as it’s taken For man to abuse Earth’s delicate balance And leave it stunned and badly shaken
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