Read it, hopefully understand it. Then comment.
You know the drill.
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On the beach at Aberdaron there was a man
giving donkey rides to little children.
When the police came to take him away
they left his steed to wander aimlessly,
clopping down the rotten boardwalks 'till dark
and the tides came swirling around its hooves.
Try to find a half-buried, stoved-in skull
on the rocks below the churchyard,
washed clean of it's hard won sermon:
that's the message. Part of it, at least.
