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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...
Epoch of Mass Deletion Syllables graze Upon the page Amongst similes And metaphors alike As onomatopoeia buzzes about, Alliterating thought, Unaware of the coming plight. Verbage soars Through the sonnet fields Seeking shelter From the nature Of haiku, Its story, once upon a time, Dwelt within poetic flight. Wisdom roams, Adjectively defined, While hunting punctuation...
Intrepid go we into time With nary a wrinkle nor worry Seeing no further than our tread We take the next step without dread No telling might happen the invisible hand of fate be seen Just before too late next full instants loom new uncountable futures bloom Beyond where dust settles and shoes wear thin, surfaces vaporize - bones decalcify Beyond measure, and the sight of eyes...
Ode to a Bug Poor bug Drowned. At the bottom It was found. A short life Shorter made In this glass Of lemonade. I wondered of its dying thoughts Or if it truly thinks. Wish I'd found it sooner, Before I'd finished my drink. Legion 12APR08
When Gods Come Calling "Of all the fucking luck!", cursed the alcoholic through exhausted breath as he stared up at the two figures impaled at various angles upon the old wrought-iron fence that surrounded the abandoned cathedral. Both squirming to free themselves unsuccessfully and both screeching and howling like a cat with a lit sparkler tied to its tail by mischevious...
Death of an Immortal Surrounded by this flood of blood, Encompassing what I have become. Baptized and bedamned, this fetid tide. I, fetus, flushed with finality. Delivered from womb to the tomb I have lived this miniscule undeath, For if one is not born, can one die? An infant captured in infinity. Legion 22AUG08
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