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President Macron and the Bobos

France is now ruled by Macroniens, A species of urban boboniens, Passably bright, Not too far Right, But perhaps just the latest d….d phonyens. To keep France in order, the PoF Must avoid moves might put them off : An appeal to the Centre Is a smart way to enter, But too motley his triumph to bring off. Credit, and how ! where credit is due, Macron’s talent is rivalled by few. He’s redrawn for the times The political lines, Like Bonaparte, de Gaulle and their crew. His hold on power is complete, Jupiter with cast hyper-elite. No proles are in sight, Now that can’t be right, They may come to think he’s a cheat.

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Date: 6/28/2024 6:57:00 AM
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