why don't we give them East Anglia? want they can build a wall around it keep the Phillistines out West Banksy can float around spray some ladders choppers cops trompe l'oeil tunnels balloon girls levitating in updraughts of Marilyn--but the Dutch canal those pumps all can be stopped can be again a watery world of channels Afalons they can paddle their aquatic idyll in peace so different from their Negev wastes eat many frogs fat carp nosing in the sluggish mud as they want build windmills look there's no Intifada in East Anglia the only suicide bombers are people who can't handle gas appliances Messiah will find them there he's any good findthem eating fat frogs squat in the holy wetlands at peace wrapped in a roadmap thinking of melons--Israel, I'm offering you East Anglia and all its shallow shining broads |
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