A baby boy was born this morn, no not in Bethlehem
or the east end, but in the heart of a land that loves
royals; So what's the big deal, babies are born; mothers
give birth to them every day, but this is different,
the woman who gave birth is a royal highness and
for a brief moment we realized she has a vagina too.
The baby born is a prince, with a silver spoon in his
mouth, which will give him a speech impediment
when he becomes a king. How are the strange people
who wave flags and appear to have witnessed a miracle?
A child was born, not in Bethlehem, this morning, in
the working class estate Somewhere Else. The mother
has no cot or pram for the child, he was born with
a wooden spoon in his mouth and unless he gets rid
rid of that spoon, he will amount to nothing in life
except a life of petty crime, or a soldier who fights
useless wars for the establishment.
