By Robyn Frost & Daisy Bard
Four limericks: an ode to a remarc-able partnership
You've ignored our campaigns so instead,We're going straight over your head.You're over the posters;We're not being boastersBut we'll keep your shit til we're dead.We've got talent and madness and spinAnd an urgent desire to winWith the greats in our diary -They love that we're fiery -There's no counting the jobs we'll get in.And as for the SCA sale,We're sorry for seeming to bail,But you can't conceiveWhat we've got up our sleeve...A theme of the pale, male and stale.We'll raise up the SCA barPast years will pale to our starSo don't underestimateHow fucking blessed to rateUs as your pupils you are.Keep an eye out,RAD (Robyn And Daze)
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