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Mr Heseltine Meets His Public
Ladies, ladies, listen to me. . Mr. Heseltine you drove into our town. The northern rain always drizzling down. Shoppers at the window stopped to look.
More Whitewashing
Children in school forced to the desk. Finger the atlas and study the text. Lies and opinion presented as fact. Taught to accept and never to ask. . Those smiling workers in Ladybird books.
Morality Play In Three Acts
Act one, the smell of green leather, French polish, quite pristine, not a hair out of place, not a wrinkle, not a crease, the silverware all clean. Exquisite chaussures grace marble floors, be upstanding, for men of yore. But wait, who's this, sticky under the collar in Elsinore? Enter silent comedy geek with dynamite down his pants. Nervous, shuffling on his feet, leading a merry song and dance. A back seat driver of good moral fibre, holding up the light. He's made his own bed, now he's got to lie in it. Ha ha! Serves him right..
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