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You cannot tell class
By the clothes that you wear
The elite people that you meet
Or money bought flair.
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Some have brought to Britain the cold
From other continents and made it into gold
Some have been shattered into colours
And formed their own patterns
...

The gale blew dull clouds
Everywhere in the sky
In the high street everyone
Had their own dismal cloud
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Class

You cannot tell class
By the clothes that you wear
The elite people that you meet
Or money bought flair.

You cannot tell class
By driving a fast car
The luxury of world travels
Or eating like a Tzar.

Class is not a pecuniary
Item bought from a shop
It does not descend from a
Hierarchy that trade it at the top.

Class is something special
In fact it is quite rare
But if you search inwardly
It arises somewhere there.

Class might not seem special at first
As a gemstone necklace on display
But class is not Freud fashioned
Not class no way.

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