The Dictator of old is dead!
Long gone,
long hung, quartered
and drawn.
It begins!
The dormant volcano of sectarian
disunity
has started to erupt
as the Meddlesome Ones
have set the stage
for a national implosion
with no dictator
there is a power vacuum
but don't worry
Tony and Georgy Boy will fix it!
But where are they?
They are the ones
who should be
hung, quartered
and drawn!
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