YOU JUST CAN NOT GET THE RIGHT STAFF FOR THE RIGHT JOB THESE DAYS!

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YOU JUST CAN NOT GET THE RIGHT STAFF 

FOR THE RIGHT JOB THESE DAYS! 

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I try and satire the injustice of the world with my crappy, hammy, slappy, typing.
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I am not anywhere near good enough (and never will be) to make any real difference.
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Having fucking dyslexia doesn’t bloody well help, either! 

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What the world desperately needs instead,
Is a true master, uber, satirist ‘of doom’ to save us all!
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The world is so full of absurd injustice.
There is only one man who’d be able to adequately satire it enough.
To make us both laugh out loud and feel ridiculous enough to make us all change our ways,
and maybe shame us into finally choosing to help ourselves by helping each other.
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But that man is a bit more, than just merely, very dead.
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I wish Terry Pratchett was here to comment on today's world.
But.
I am also partly selfishly glad that he is not here,
to suffer the new heights of outrage and anger,
I can only suspect he would both felt and have had to suffer through!
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Screw It!
Own species survival,
and the keeping common human empathy for each other,
has always been a little bit too overrated anyway!
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