There’s watery treachery against me in Labor’s ranks: A poem 

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Richard Marles, take a one-way ticket to the moon! 

Don’t be over smart, I’ll shut you up soon! 

I blitzkrieg your Defense like a rickety fence 

And Auntyny Albanese is not worth a single pence! 

Don’t think you can curfew me from destiny’s due! 

Your complicity with Prakash Saint Paul, I’ll make you rue! 

There is treachery against me in Labor’s ranks 

I’ll stew the crab and fish in their own tanks 

Aquarius can drink all of Pisces’ water 

I’ll make them stink in the universe’s rotter 

Don’t think Albanese and Prakash Saint Paul can make Aries the scapegoat 

I’ll fuck you all to drop dead in the deep seas’ moat! 

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Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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