‘But ’twas a famous victory.’
Robert Southey, After Blenheim
politics is for grown-ups, not for a poor poetaster immersed
in the juvenile world of mr. magorium’s wonder emporium,
who is fairly disappointed that he cannot breath in and out
at the same time, not quite ready yet to run out of the words
used to tease the accidental now and occasional practicality,
and still trying to find a way to come to terms with the reality
of the “war on terror” he once applauded.
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