Satirical

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splitting hairs

splitting hairs

yeoo u me
eu you jiu we
yoo iu myself
eu yew ioo yu
i iew ooe ju
but...

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Soul Support

Soul Support

Went to the redemption center
to drop off my pile of regrets

The long haired hippie behind...

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PREDATOR

PREDATOR

It‘s always been you but everyone else
You go looking when no one is watching
You go taking...

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Dear Ego

Flying high up in the sky,
Camouflaging through contrast passing by,
Blinded in the game of...

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Lost

It's so easy nowadays to lose yourself in the obscurity of this impersonal world,
Where your face is...

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The parish pump

The parish pump

Fixing roads,
scratching backs
nods and winks aplenty,
village idiot
armed with...

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Democracy Is Dead

Democracy Is Dead

Welcome to the polling station
No need to remove your coat
You’ll find the voting booths just...

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Mornings Are Hard

Mornings Are Hard

My Sunday Morning Homily

Listen up my faceless friends

I do knowingly contend
from...

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Dealing From The Bottom

Dealing From The Bottom

I met the anti Christ
in a dream state
or maybe
twas just a premonition

So...

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Wilfred Owen’s Loot (WW1...

Wilfred Owen’s Loot (WW1 Spring Offensive 1917)

Instrument to be played
no strings attached

Neither trumpet nor a cornet
nor a...

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It hurts

I’m slowly breaking
I want you to be happy
And I want to be happy too
But you don’t...

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Big Brother Is Watching

Big Brother Is Watching

Haven't got time for cynical people
They're never gonna drag me down
Life's too short for...

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M O N E Y

M O N E Y

Money can buy almost anything Money is nessary for clothing, shelter and food
...

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Dystopian Freedom Train

Dystopian Freedom Train

Free to think, to run
Free to breathe, to splash,
to absorb the sun,
to hug or pash...

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Surreality

Surreality

Sitting under the blossoming tree,
hearing the sail-white-wind blow the branches,
petals...

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The Hundredth Idiot

The Hundredth Idiot

One hundred idiots cooked up a plan
To find out who was the cleverest man
They decided that ‘...

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Irreverent Hotheaded Grinch

Irreverent Hotheaded Grinch

(Any resemblance between said title,
as told tummy by ya finch,
and commander in chief,......