this one is for my friend Neil, a man who has a lock on logic
For as much as I revere the language,
the history, culture and wit
There is in fact a dark side,
I'm afraid I must admit
That beneath your average shitpile
one is sure to find a Brit
They came with fancy manners
Wearing powdered wigs
Patron Saint banners
and Sir Walter Raleigh's cigs
They brought us churches
They brought us schools
They brought us the bankers
and their rich man's rules
Orwell warned us of the boot on a face
and now its happening every place
While them peelers make their rounds
the PM shits in British Pounds
and there is a camera on every face
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