Lucid-Ideas
| Introduction | There’s some hard truths to face. And my face makes the case. The union’s state isn’t strong, And saying so’s a disgrace. But our dissident throng, Is no stranger to trial. Though everything’s wrong, Try and bear it, With style. Here’s advice that’s worthwhile. When nothing is fine. Do what I do, Just smile, Chill out, And enjoy the decline. |
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