The Queen’s Rusty Spanner

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lodged in her gob

from where it came

no one’s ever known

—the rusty spanner

—the broken teeth

but she isn’t dead

she’s only been bled

a little to a liter to a lean

—white witch

high over head

hoist your Jacks

we’re gathering at the well

to force her hand, to demand

—the rusty spanner

—the broken teethe

the queen’s to service country

so bring your nuts and your bolts

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