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Dedicated to Martin Atkins, who asked for a poem in response to this news s-tory.

A poetry book fell through my door
And landed on my mat
I sniffed its arse and wagged my tail
And showed it to the cat

But then a nasty leaflet came
With fingers gripping tight
Full of bile about immigrants
And cuts and other shite

Now, when a hand invades my house
You must know where my jaw is
So here is my new favourite game:
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