In a madness of mass malnutrition, national debt
where as we ignore, reject, forget,
sportsmen travel by private jet
and lose small fortunes on impulse bets
…
Desperate people risk their lives
to reach the safety of our isles
and for their trouble are reviled
more than government paedophiles
…
whilst in the great land of the free
for ethnic groups to cross police
is to risk gunshot wounds, a pile of wreaths
and a worthless torrent of “rest in peace”
…
if only they could all be lions, proud and cute
perfect for tourist’s photo shoots,
they’d never be scroungers whose needs are taboo
like filthy foreign prostitutes.
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