Your silent maid brushes all under the walled rug
Political hush hush
As our boys in blue chase white lines
Along the street
Around your signature red
Dead phone box
You are the stealth night fox
Armed with the obligatory brush
You spray your individualistic scent
Hellbent to widen the closed eyes of acceptance
You ridicule the prosperous
And quite rightly so!
You champion the underdog
The tiny frame which drags the weighty smug
and heavily arm the arrogant bug
Your name is daubed across many a brick
Hardliner
Redefiner of all that is unjust
A robin hood, to detest the sheriffs stale musk
You are the champion
Of many a soul
An enigma of thoughts
To the political toll
A living breathing artist of mind
Who fights for the cause of decent mankind
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