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What manifesto? I have searched in vain
To find it on the net — it’s disappeared!
Those writings are a window to his brain.
I wish to peer through it, see what he feared,
His twisted thoughts. I have to say it’s weird
That it has gone — extracts are all I read.
Apparently the document appeared
Just briefly, then was scrubbed. it was agreed,
By whom I’ve no idea, there was no need
For common peaceful folk to read such stuff:
How evil grew, from what pernicious seed.
No, those extracts we’re told are quite enough.
His manifesto must remain suppressed;
And after all, our guardians know best.

— D.N. O’Brien