Red, Owen V Jeremy
The colour of my party's flag
that flutters in the wind.
The colour of my cheeks,listening to Owen on the radio.
And to see Owen on the tele, like a red rag to a bull.
What we need is Corbyn, oh what a red letter day !
We would lay out the red carpet
make it a red letter day.
your always better off, red than dead, with a jeremy in your day ! .
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