Don't get in the way.
But seriously,
letting in rogues with their money
and letting money breed rogues
trash the environment
and breed nimbys,
who move away from the trash
to where they think
they don't have to care,
and imbys,
who stay with the trash
and stay silent and die,
or fight the nimbys who couldn't care
as long as they're getting
what they think
is their share of the stash.
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Thank you for your brief history Douglas. Not in my backyard is a classic. Have not heard that before. I will fly over this week to nimby SA for my Mum's Funeral