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"As a child fat was the first word people used to describe me,

which didn't offend me, until I found out it was supposed to."

The rise of Oligarchy tyranny in a modern age written and documented by the hands of socialist Jack London

“Funeral Blues” was written by the British poet W.H. Auden  and first published in 1938. It's a poem about the immensity of grief

We make ourselves a place apart

Behind light words that tease and flout,

But oh, the agitated heart

Till someone find us really out.

'Tis pity if the case require

(Or so we say) that in the end

We speak the literal to inspire

The understanding of a friend.

But so with all, from babes that play

At hide-and-seek to God afar,

So all who hide too well away

Must speak and tell us where they are.

Now dogs pretend they like to fight;

They often bark, more seldom bite;

But yet a Dog is, on the whole,

What you would call a simple soul.

Of course I'm not including Pekes,

And such fantastic canine freaks.

The usual Dog about the Town

Is much inclined to play the clown

And far from showing too much pride

Is frequently undignified.

He's very easily taken in-

Just chuck him underneath the chin

Or slap his back or shake his paw,

And he will gambol and guffaw.

He's such an easy-going lout,

He'll answer any hail or shout.

Again I must remind you that

A Dog's a Dog - A CAT'S A CAT.

Narrated by Sonia Thapa

Narrated by Sonia Thapa

I do not completely own the script. Tuckshop is a dream of many individuals. I hope you'll love like we do.

An extended METAPHOR for those who can understand

I should stop creating stuffs when I am sad