<u>Warmbanks</u>


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    I learned a new word today


    And it left me aghast


    A concept far too bleak and cruelIf you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    For ghosts of Christmas past.


    For Ebenezer wept,


    Even one as mean as he


    Because even a loan shark knows


    That people need to eat


    And heat. Blessed heat


    But they did not just kill the golden goose.


    They carved it up for meat.


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    Honestly it was hard to put into words just how horrified I was when the idea of warmbanks was announced, it told me just how far the UK had fallen as a nation that there might ever be a need for them. Still I did try to put it into words, or at least verse, but frankly to do my true feelings justice this poem would have been nothing but expletives.