You've made your own bed
Now lie in it
Fifty-nine million shovels
Have dug their own pit
If the blind lead the blind
You're deaf and dumb too
Slow-cooking your children
In climate-change stew
So go on, gluttons
Ignore all the signs
Take a cowboy for Fuhrer
And dream of End Times
You've flouted the planet
Re-elected your man
He'll still be in office
When the shit hits the fan
E.
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