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margeret of anjou never
rummaged through your wheelie bins

no visigoth ever
misgendered your labradoodle

my great, great, great, great grandfather
did not jump the queue

in the bakers yesterday
or ghost you on tiktok

as the past is ossified
not the cobwebs of tomorrow

but the bones of groan elsewhere
( the future’s yet unwoven )

so clive of india
did not fuse your brand new toaster

& no ancient phonecian
ever pissed on your dog roses

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