John Fenton Mcleish Poems

Call me a communist if you so want
For there is not anything wrong with that
I am even a fascist you may chant
And I do wear a socialist hat
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The middle class information war
Must resist our extermination
Fight do the death elitist dictators
Tyrants and their globalisation
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Why didn't you tell me, I never knew
Of all the pain that you did suffer through
Wee Robin darling, how I do weep for you
A shining little star, so bright and true
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Some speak, we must exterminate the Jew
These parasites that feed off me and you
Jewish criminals exist that is true
But Yakuza and Triads are there too
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Everything that you will ever see
Exists as an image within your brain
Created bioluminescently
A tele-vision picture the same
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The infinite harmonic resonance
Materialises as mind, body
Cannot be separated by distance
For there can be only one symphony
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My poor old Henry lies in Waverley
Starvinghurst tenant, one hundred and three
Grenfell goldfields to Hungerford and Bourke
The monkey on his back could never shirk
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Architect Devine
Upon this body do shine
And all that is mine
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They profess wisdom
These ignorant minions
In their millions
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Google the gangster say's he's got your key
Everything you do virtually
In the name of cyber security
Does censor your uploaded history
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