I have the inclination to emulate Guy Fawkes
and to blow up politicians where they work,
for all their lying and deceiving and governmental thieving
like their superannuation and all their parliamentary perks,
but I would like to make it clear the only reason they're still here
is not because I'm scared to light the fuse,
no, the reason they're still nesting in the rooms they've been infesting
is simply that I haven't (YET) found enough dynamite to use!
23/6/2013
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