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Anthem of the Anachronists (Lyric) by coffeespoons
Missal allegedly found in a cracked tepot in an old drafty attic in the remains of an unforunately ramshackle and broken down country house in the west of England, attributed to an obscure but mildly noteworthy cult of preterists: 'O children of Anachronism Proud without a fall Harbingers of other times Who in the spaces call: O twisted time! O peerless rhyme! O combat boots and hose! O corsets trimmed in PVC! Yes, give us some of those. We dedicate ourselves with glee To eras out of sight We pledge our muddled time to thee O strangest muse in sight. Anachronism! Wondrous thing! Long may thy reign be bright And bring us to a period Where ev'rything's just right.’

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