Still going in the other direction, return of the Backwards Man,
Had discipline since my Ju-Jitsu days, taught by sensei Stan.
They're begging to be one with the world, I'm against that,
Closing Stargate portals with a mummified Egyptian cat.
Who decides what things are pure fantasy versus a fact?
Your expecting Andy Burnham to save Great Britain?
Politicians live comfortably while we're in a concrete prison.
Staying away from all, heel to toe, heel to toe,
Wonder just how far back that I can really go?
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Good write SM. You know sensei Sam? Is he related to - oh, we knows him, a certain guy! lol.
There is definite discontentment in this write and a challenge to others to think about the present situation. Well said
One heck of a follow-up, Shaun. The absurdity keeps it fun, but underneath it there’s a real refusal to surrender judgment to politicians, crowds, or received wisdom. Heel to toe indeed. 😂 Really enjoyed this, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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