Since we now live here
They’d have been up
in front of these guys
If you didn’t like it this would be your fate
Or this.
No burning elastane in sight!!
Grooming the young
for a life here
No one is to work any more. You beg, suplicate and grovel in front of a panel of the chosen.
Chosen where?
Here.
The old fart would never have signed.
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Voyoy cheeky, leave us a deadletteredroped..