stay away from the hooligans, dear
such people are an inappropriate influence
hard core hooligans
enjoy their rioting killing
savouring an adrenaline
rush destructively violent
such people are rioters
not revolutionaries
hooligans are rioters thugs
remorseless psychopaths
be hard core hooligans
happily killing foreigners
or their own countrymen
the kind who love setting fires
to houses blocks of city flats
looting shop windows
opportune smash and grabs
setting fire to city trains
burning passenger coaches
in train station at midnight
watching cosmopolitan utilities
enticing pagan profit flames
never forgetting shadow masters
lecturing paying stack money
replacement of municipal
property town city region...
countries exploited foreign nations
gutted for corporate contract gain
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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