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"Liar, Liar"
...or an "Ode to the Daily Mail".
Sorry, but this probably only means anything to us Brits, or any ex-pats.
Viscount Rothermere, printing shite;
Wasting forests, through the night.
What mere mortal hand or eye
Can'st stem thy fearful bigotry?
Sorry, but this probably only means anything to us Brits, or any ex-pats.
Viscount Rothermere, printing shite;
Wasting forests, through the night.
What mere mortal hand or eye
Can'st stem thy fearful bigotry?
Published 25th Nov 2012
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