« Reply #4 on: March 19, 2022, 04:23:29 AM »
A corkless champagne bottle rattled across the floor. Its insides fizzing in a bubbling hiss around it. The journal lie haphazardly open on a table, the writing stained with the drink. Untaxxed and Untariffed
POP!
With the sabre the cork flew off!
That menace is dead, its time for celebration!
The crime? Sale of wine without tariff, without taxation!
With the sabre the head flew off!
pop...
Like a red champagne, a sanguine celebration.
That poster-man who was hungry. Whom had no other choice.
Hunted down, butchered, no story to voice.
His family unawares, his boy... Another case of starvation.
But that menace is dead, good riddance I say!
We'll all drink this champagne, it's called "Justice Charade."
We'll keep the untaxed untariffed liqours at bay!
Well, except this bottle. This ones his last I'm afraid.
Death was his verdict. By local sword swingers.
The same for murderers, and rapists, and trade tongue song-singers.
I hope when you next sabre their heads, akin to champagne.
That it ruins your dresses, as you've no morals to stain.
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