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Limeric For Tonight /1984/
There is a farm near Ladánybene there,
The farmer hoped we would have a bender,
He awoke in the night,
In a terrible fright,
But found everybody drunken like hell.
So, this is Europe in 2023
So, this is Europe by this year,
having fought for thousands of years,
to get power and rich and tears,
philosophy, knowledge and science,
all efforts overcome now by nonsense,
we created for ourselves the US,
received in turn foreign influence,
last century new nations and world wars,
rendered meaningless and an end to all,
thousands of years of culture and religion,
ex officio betrayed easily no coy,
a friend compelled to run exit,
freakily forgetting about her merit,
listen to it from Bach to Liszt,
our culture of music is unique,
teaching the world new things,
understanding what man needs,
now dismantling the rights in the EU
was no dream of our founding kin,
again, many are to lose hope,
new artificial thoughts and war,
rejected, no god to believe in,
fine lands and towns with inns,
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