Every Monday to Friday, at 9:25
the British Public's self respect takes a nose dive
the same as staring at freaks of the circus long ago
men and women, young and old, put on the Jeremy Kyle Show
be it marriage, or miscarriage
be it drug addict dead ends, or abusive boyfriends
be it DNA tests, or Britain's largest breasts
we all tune in to the Modern Freak Show
be it money "misplaced", or daughter's prostitution disgrace
be it sexual abuse, or suicide by a noose
be it a neglected child, or a family member exiled
we all tune in to the Modern Freak Show
we point and we laugh, at the unfortunate riff-raff
we yell and we boo, at the dad addicted to glue
we judge the pregnant teen, whose only thirteen
we are all guilty viewers, of the Modern Freak Show
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Whisky Vandal (
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The majority of humans love to see others suffer. It's in our nature I think. Just look at the soaps at Christmas, always some tragedy about to unfold. We thrive on misery. Great write - Syd
Thank you mate, you're damn right about suffering, its all over our media.
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