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Marrying a Young Wife

Confusion just settles in Julius’ house
And refuses to leave like well-fed mouse.
Julius needs nothing short of a tom cat
To out push whom he is sure is a vile rat:
A wife too cheerful with younger men
One: Ex-Boyfriend when he counts to ten…

Also, a wife whose bosom laughs at guys, 
While she makes sure it seems fantastic lies! 

Old Anna he’s dodged can give no child,
Younger Stella with his wedding ring wild 
‘’ Childless Marriage to this Rubbish is mild!
The newest opinion of Julius Rothschild…

Julius can swear blokes are tasting his apple
And prays for moment he’d with this grapple
‘’God! Let me see in a wrong place her blouse,
To kickstart the handling of a smart louse.

21

"21"



A coming of age
agenda becomes the 
menu of the day

(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)












2001, Nasa Document
https://youtu.be/4SSoMsj-q4E

PDF / NASA, 2001 Presentation Doc
http://www.stopthecrime.net/docs/nasa-thefutureof-war.pdf

2020, June
https://youtu.be/88p1y6d5Sb8

Commercials x 3
https://youtu.be/iri5RYkWPp0

Neuralink
https://neuralink.com/

Weather Control

Bilderberg

Rothschild

Georgia Guidestones.

Global Warming

Depopulation 

One World Govt
One World Religion

Covid






https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/21_Club

http://stopthecrime.net/wp/

Premium Member There's a Bloke In This Cafe Wearing Heart-Shaped Spectacles

there's a bloke in this cafe wearing 
heart-shaped spectacles 

they're a mauve slash purple colour
but they're not your franklin bi-focals

john hegley said you could trust
a man in glasses (big time)

harry angstrom felt naked
wearing glasses

his posture is overblown
he's sampling his tea genially

with an extensive face
he's immersed in his smartphone

like that horse that needed lenses
rothschild with his zebra carriage

there were no heart-shaped glasses 
on the hill in calvary

my four-year-old-son told me
he wanted to eat my glasses


Pig S Love

Cheat and love and lie and run
Philosophical incline
Who will win and who will try
Broken promises supply.

Roses, Moses, Richelieu
Rothschild, Laurence Olivier
Who accept and who decline
Leave and stay or laugh and die.

Father Pig upholds the law
Mother Piggy makes coleslaw
Children piglets fight and fly
We will eat them, do not cry.

“Do you love her?”  - asked my friend
He discovered shame of bread   
“Yes I loved her” - answer was
It is truth, but sounds gross.

Positano, Rome, Beirut
Christ, Antichrist, blood, absurd
Holly cow, sacred grass
Sodom, Gomorra, Montparnasse

Nouns on right and verbs on left
In the middle naked sense
Was Pig’s love to Piggy strong 
When he heard his butcher song?

Did Pig’s butcher sing that song?

Premium Member Strike One

Through my injustices 
it has given me an insight 
one I never had before 

These are the words written down 
as the pen is mightier and exposes a soul 
by Gutle Schnapper Rothschild 
if my sons did not want wars 
there would be none 

These elitists are parts of a spine forming
on the snakes back they are slimy toads 
without emotions or feelings 

They are wizards 
part of a circle who claim rights 
to the skull and crossbones of Adam
dark magic your seed is from hell 

From the ashes of fire you will smother 
tortured empty spirits forgotten void 
your soul is empty of loving peace

This Weakened State

The common man, bruised by his empathy,
has strayed far beyond his capacities.
Only the cunning survive the test. 

The greedy, the vile and the violent
have prevailed and the wrath 
of indulgence has followed 
with them.

The meek shall not inherit the earth, 
the lamb shall be led to its slaughter
and the wolf shall eat its fill.

Naive proletariat give rise to the refugees, 
who become the damned, too weak to stand 
beyond the crawl and easy targets 
for the 'Super Class' to covet. 

The lens of the Oligarchy owned media
keep the masses occupied and hair-trigged
for foreign invaders, backed up by strong 
bigot-flavoured treatise.

While barely fledged democracy 
is pounced upon by the New World Order, 
controlled through stock markets 
and national debt intrigue.

Rothschild owned think tanks telling us 
what to think, whilst education systems 
are designed to execute the middle classes. 

And Orwellian prophecies are nailed 
to our foreheads by false prophets.


Truthbomb

Natural resources plundered worldwide
Everyone's a suspect
Watching us and all we do

Working our fingers to the bone until the day we die
One world government the ultimate plan
Rights to free speech being violated
Lets spare a thought for the third world nations
Disease and death on the daily

Oswald the patsy 
Rockefeller Rothschild Rich Rich Rich
Do celebrities really need 20 million dollars per movie
Educate yourself, read a book, open your mind
Revolution

If I Was Rich As a Rothschild

If I was a rich as a 
Rothschild 
  then I would give up my job 
as a college assistant 
   and live in a great manor 
If I was as rich as a Rothschild 
I would buy 
a fantastic stereo 
If I was as rich as a Rothschild 
   I would buy the expensive volumes I see 
  advertised in the New York Times book review section 
If I was as rich as a Rothschild
    Wow! Wow! Wow!

The Poet, the Damsel and the Painter

Cosy as the warmest summer’s breeze,

Reclining poet there beneath the tree’s,

Yellow sunshine dapples ‘ore the leaves,

A picnic basket too, can you believe!

 

Daffodils abound along the stream,

And lazy clouds drift by as in a dream,

Little butterflies, that flutter ‘round,

And rabbits gently flop on softest ground.

 

The poet’s lady sits with him as well,

With milk white skin, of all she is the belle,

Lip’s more lavish than cherries on the bush,

And when he looks at her she starts to blush!

 

Into the ink he dips his pointed quill,

This laureate raises eyebrows with his skill,

‘A moment please ‘- for I must wipe my brush,

To paint this scene, so lovely and so lush!

 

The paint swirls on my pallet like whipped cream,

This couple on my canvas, so serene,

Hark! The poet beacons me at last,

‘Look here dear sir, you forgot to paint my glass!’

 

Neglectful I, not to include the wine,

A Chateau la Fete Rothschild should do just fine!

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