Friday, 20 November 2020

Heatwave in England winter

Hatred gone past noon

Universally incredible to you

News in flames

Believin' smoke death

The scratch pen on the song

route again

Poor line

Sick queue

In-debt entrenched 

Discourse like Locke

Palace scholar

Sore-back coins

Critical theory

Shoot saturated

cooking oil fat

DWP in the golden capital

Blaspheme 

Hot lies

Thus, kept warm for the winter. 

- By Laila Ali Haid







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