Get your hands off our dear trees
\n5G to represent
\nOblivion and the dying out
\nOf wild life
\nHeaven sent<\/p>\n
Who cares about the seconds
\nIt takes to log on
\nwe
\nhave spent
\na lot of dosh
\nAnd all we want now is 5 G<\/p>\n
And when the leaves have all gone brown
\nEverything will be
\nOur bronchitis
\nBreathing will be harder
\nyou will see<\/p>\n
Sheffield is the first place
\nFor the plans to all go through
\nEveryones got cancer
\nThe disease of the new<\/p>\n
And when we get to smart mode
\nDigitally intact
\nSmart phones and smart meters
\nThe household can react<\/p>\n
To everything thats going on
\nSparking plugs maybe
\nNo spiders webs to worry you
\nmore thanks to yea 5 G<\/p>\n
The fridge in communication
\nWitH the television set
\nFreezing us we get it
\nAnd we wont forget<\/p>\n
The tree lined streets of Sheffield
\nThe birds nests on the bower
\nAnd all gone for the 5G
\nIt seems the councils power<\/p>\n
Far out strips all nature
\nOf things for time to come
\nOur precious trees all sentinels
\nAll party to the numb<\/p>\n
Contra indications and
\nWondering of the rhyme
\nBits of debris lying there
\nnothing is divine<\/p>\n
In, small craters everwhere
\nless buffering the new
\nIdeas now of cancer
\nbeing more widespread
\nYes its true<\/p>\n
Everyones got wifi
\nIts what the plebs all do
\nNo trees to give immunity
\nWith very very few<\/p>\n
Carbon dioxide rules
\nAnd Everyone’s wifi works
\nAttributed to us foolo
\nWhere in the shadows lurks
\nThe bogy man
\nWhose burker
\nAnd ipads
\nThats what we do
\nOr otherwise be buzzing
\nWith our radioactive goo<\/p>\n
Not talking to our partners
\nAnd bottling up the tears
\nWaiting for the flash of light
\nWhen the bombing drone appears<\/p>\n
To take us out for saying
\nReally too much on twitter
\nPilates in the morning
\nIts true we are looking fitter<\/p>\n
It really must be faced
\nTumours in our brain
\nEverything full on these days<\/p>\n
A new apps appearing phase
\nEric says its clear
\nAmazon has got us sussed
\nConnection we are all logged on
\nThe matrix is our thing
\nA portal staring out to space
\nTo tell us when its Spring.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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