Great Britian
Gone are the days of the great empiring
Ravens wings now clipped at the tower
England lives on sense of entitlements
A great national pride is now destroyed
There will be days of reminiscences sadly
Britianish is now devoid of any character
Respect is no longer politically correct
It ancient rich history is now squandered
The bulldog fighting spirit forever tamed
Independence is sought like prodigal son
A nation no longer being united kingdom
Never again to bathe in past glories in GB
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