Trust expires every four years, Springvotes fall for dusting, Expertheads lie in the dust, Let the cleaning to the trusting!   Minion turn to Convict, Honour switch to disgrace, Fellowships pass into crime ties, High tide leaves a low place. The question is where to…

People to the power! The end is not pretty but it’s pretty near, workers of the world  disband and dissapear! Y’all chase away one other soul to be only for himself and nobody for him at all! Get up! Stand up! Tread on each other! Get drunk or get stupid so you don’t need to bother! Good…