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Make Great Britain Grate !
There was an old lady called Widdecombe,
As bitter and twisted as they come.
“Making Great Britain Grate”,
She has dangled as bait,
Off to hell in a handcart, we are gone.
Saturday 22nd April 2023 2:18 pm
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