with Danny Broderick
*NB This poem is the result of very deliberate discussion into the future of advertising under a socialist system. It represents a pure distillation of theoretical formulations of future production. It is very serious.
Baked Beans. Yes.
Bread. No.
Eggs. Tuesday.
Milk. Yes.
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Friday, 26 October 2012
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