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  • A Tale told by idiots

    The blue rinse brigade have ris From warm wooden W.I. enclaves To stalk the streets With shopping trolley and walking cane Grudging spitting vicious disdain Deliberate over pork pies and pate Profiteers don Salvation Army cap and cloak Hearts on sleeves and hands on wallets Rattle tin cans for pennies In the hot little TV…