Guy Fawkes version two
now there's an idea
to clear out the waste
the self serving parasites
the true money scroungers
fighting to keep in place
the social divisions
and offering nothing
to the country they fail to serve
a true duty unbound
light up the sky
bonfires and fireworks
and hope from the embers
we find something that
actually works
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