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What To Do
By Lord R.e.Taylor
Will somebody tell him what to say
Or maybe he should be told what to do
Everything that used to be right
Is now offensive or just wrong
It changes every single day
And it never repeats
© Poem – IV/XIX/MMXXII
LRET
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