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Kuan Yew, I can never trust you as a politician.
For there no yew nor cypress spread their glom But roses blossom'd each rustic tomb.
Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too!
Reptilian green the wrinkled throat, Green as a bough of yew the beard; He bent his head, and so I smote
My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air, By love are driv'n away And mournful lean Despair Brings me yew to deck my grave: Such end true lovers have.
All green was anished sae of pine and yew, That still displayed their melancholy hue; Sae the green holly with its berries red, And the green moss that o'er the grael spread.
I had a good personal relationship with Lee Kuan Yew and I used him, in the sense, that he... He made a statement in 1980, and he said in that statement that, "If Australia keeps going the way it is, it will finish up the poor, white trash of Asia." And he was right, because we were just going backwards.
