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34 Bang Your Doors Callous Plunderers Deceive the Masses, With mailed Ambassadors lying about, Their balloon jaws say it all, The loot was heavy, now it’s worse. With saponaceous shame-proof faces, They hoot the dirge foul-mouthed, And the cursed ignorant Innocents, Flex to death, welcoming their hackers. Stop dancing, you bearers of the bier, They have wrecked the land, don’t you see? If you don’t, your shrivelled jaw bones tell, Bang your doors, Midas is amok. Midas is amok and full of intrigues, He has the cash and the wand, Where one fails the other will succeed, Your best bet, bang your doors. Our Nation’s Day at Bongo Square The fading tricolour: Green, red and yellow, Merged in the mist Of a still morning Shrouding the shamefaced star. Mournfully rose To the beats of drums And blasts of trumpets ...

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