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So let's get on with it. We must put the case for Brexit anew. We must take nothing for granted. It doesn't matter what we do with the money. We can put it in the NHS or buy pink elephants with it. The point is it's hard working British peoples' money and it should be spent on them. The EU is not democratic. The people who run it are oligarchical despots - and not benevolent ones either. Paying all this money for "free trade" - what a contradiction in terms! And who benefits? Not the ordinary people who stump up the cash! And why, for this "free trade" do we have to let Brussels/ Strasbourg (EU have two Parliaments) make 59% of our laws? How does that work? Well, it doesn't. We only rubber stamp their commands in our Parliament. We are vassals and our Parliament is a puppet EU...
INTO THIS RUSHING, CYBER WORLD Into this rushing, cyber world, Helter skelter, I got hurled, Screaming like a new born mite Plummeting out into day light. Computers and the World Wide Worry       An Arachnid, charging, frantic flurry           Flashing pop-pops in my face Vying for my mental space....
L'Empereur, c'est moi! Barack, Barack, where have you been? I've been to London to see the Queen! Barack, Barack, what did you see? Plenty of people waving at me! Barack, Barack, what did you do? I offered Old Bessie a new hair do! Barack, Barack, why did you blink? Because the old Bat ignored my wink… Barack, Barack, what can we say? Just promise me you'll all OBEY......
Daily Commute A cruel cacophony of Life A whirling dervish grinning strife A hostile wall of smoking tires And high compression vapor fires Combustion engines on a roll Uncaring of the human toll. The honking horns and dazzling lights The angry claims to challenged rights Blood pressure boiling through the roof Unable to remain aloof Velocity comes screaming in While...
Nothing (2)  -  Foremost Love I watched him frantic, high above, indulging in his foremost love I watched him dash into the road and haul in yet another load. An ancient squirrel gathering nuts a white haired wino hoarding butts a keyboard and a hungry mouse discord in the rich man's house. I'd rather lie on a bed of rocks than worry about...
Nothing The Silence of the early morn' Yesterday is broke and torn Today is still a distant Dream Thoughts well like a muddy stream I am a mostly empty box I try to fill with borrowed rocks If only I could shut my face I'd make this world a better place.
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