I DREAD THE DAY WHEN BLUE FEDERALIST SWINES...
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by: Steven Ilchev, Staffordshire, 2009
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I dread the day when blue federalist swines
From regions not quite au fait with George's stance,
Select the people's very song and belly-dance;
Denounce these scoundrels,
Rough 'em up repeatedly,
Thy sovereign Englishness enhance
With cherished rhetoric of forests' manors
And Cotswolds' stone-walls, and not some cheap
Imported vin from a make-believing France
Before the lateness of the hour
Accentuates the creepy manner
Of our catatonic trance!
Of our catatonic trance!
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