On Brean

Another day in Plus has passed me by
Another day where people cannot keep
Their personal desires to be up high
While making those who work around them weep

Another day in Plus of false ideals
Another day of hated chairmanship
It’s hard to know the fake from what is real
When rumour rushes by from lip to lip

Another day in Plus, we’ve gone away
A holiday, a weekend in the sands
But attitudes and mannerisms stay
There’s hatred in their eyes and in their hands

The federation’s full of good intent
But people only make me feel resent

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