Their greed is a need that will
Stoke the fire and feed
The fears and the years that have
Been the cause of tears.
Here's the crowd they are loud, they are
Patriots and proud.
They're scared, not prepared for change.
They are despaired.
It's so easy for the sleazy to
Manipulate the weary,
Pass the blame, light a flame, putting
Someone in the frame
For their woes and their lows,
They identified their foes
Know the score, defend the shore
It's the tinder for the war.
Tell a lie, small fry
ID the bad guy.
No he's not? Blind spot,
Britain First mail shot
Tell a story, Jack-o-nory, this is the
Land of hope and glory
Here is Britain, underwritten by
Masala tikka chicken.
Curry in a hurry,
Is as British as Al Murray.
From the Raj, a mirage, I'm
Going to sabotage
Your rant, that's very scant of any
Facts about Levante.
The Daily Mail, will fail to find
The holy grail.

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