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Chrismus in t’ Asylum
T’Chrismus Gammon have gone spittin’ mad,
‘cos t’asylum seekers are gooin’ AWOL
fer Chrismus; aye, here in t’UK it’s reet bad,
there’s nowt reawnd ‘ere but strife on’ trouble,
so t’forinners‘re seekin’ asylum back whoam!
Gee Beebie News‘re ‘avin’ a meltdown,
they’re at it like rabid dogs wi’ a bone,
parliament’s an asylum, on’ t’loons‘re in charge,
con wi not send ‘em t’li...
Monday 25th December 2023 11:29 am
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