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Revolting peasants
Sometimes its just bollocks
all that existential meaning
see them nodding and chin stroking
“Oh how we feel just what your feeling”
Whether raking up cut grass
or walking a mongrel dog
they’re in another class
if you don’t get it, you’re clearly not
Their genius so well disguised
you might question its existence
to challenge isn't wise
its merely peasantr...
Wednesday 8th June 2016 7:48 pm
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