Our Man in Belize, dave delacroix, No: 49: ENGLAND 2021.
"OH my CHILDREN how can I lead U?"
Oh my Children how can I lead U, Lead U into terror & destruction? A Gunpowder Plot, negotiations with the ARMY/General Staff, over Coffee with that Prick-Chairman at the BANK of ENGLAND or several eminent investors of exotic Golf Clubs; all told AND in UNISON, perhaps the shit might fly whilst the ROYALS internet-ZAP their wealth to the Cayman Isles or Guillotine REES-MOGGS fly away?
OH my Children, who will pave your ROADS whilst rushing hoards stream "High-Street, smash windows, wreck your Lexus?" Who cries for the Bookseller/nobody shopping? Who cries for the Sally-Army Gift Shop? No-one donating? Just YOU, ya CAUSE and the RAVE down the Street and a SOCCER HOOLIGAN, the man, ex-policeman, in the violent street?
Oh my CHILDREN; wotcha-gonna-DO with them ATOM SUBS, sitting in the bay? Oh my CHILDREN how can ANYONE MAN/WOMAN lead U? No Prince, no Cavalier can REDEEM U from your plight? And all our tomorrows till dusty death debate our collective Night whilst CLOWNS/democracies-Usurpers sit on Britain's Parliament's throne?
c.dave delacroix.
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