The Rabid Isle

A country with an appetite for human happiness. We are the country in Europe with the biggest gap between rich and poor, a country still separated by class and wealth. A country that can’t eat it’s vegetables but can eat it’s young. We hate war but we make tanks. All the animals on our nation’s symbols are either captive or imaginary and usually chained up. That’s where our mythical life is… on a chain. Britain is hungry like a zombie to use you in it’s schemes.





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