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Gnomic Verses

When Helen Clark makes us a painting
With little or no time to think
She gives with a smile but knows all the while
That she signed it with fraudulant ink

Some say that sport is an art
Some say science is too
Thus with a breeze we miss forests for trees
And leave artists with nothing to do

When politicians can be called artists
Though they dont know their false from their true
Did Clark just sell as her own Raphael?
Or did she confuse her red with her blue?

When socialism crumbled in Russia
And China and all of the rest
All of them fought for what socialists taught
'Love the useless and kill off the best'
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