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I woke up this morning in my usual half panic
of oversleeping and missing the school run
but the kids had fed themselves
and were playing on the carpet with playdough
and drinking straws
on the radio was paddy pantsdown
supposedly being liberal but being bitter
as only a liberal can

it was only half past seven
and we had bacon in the fridge
so I rolled a fag and listened to the chatter
of children full with life and fun
while paddy rattled on and on
with a lack of self awareness that embarrass a fart

I haven't looked the papers
except to get the local result
there's not much point their as brazenly deluded
as poor paddy


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