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Nigel Birch

Evelyn Nigel Chetwode Birch, Baron Rhyl (18 November 1906 – 8 March 1981) was a British Conservative politician. The son of General Sir Noel Birch and his wife Florence Chetwode, Nigel Birch was educated at Eton. He was a partner in Cohen Laming Hoare until May 1939 when he retired to study politics. He served in World War II in the King's Royal Rifle Corps and on General Staff, being promoted to the rank of Lieutenant-Colonel in 1944. He was appointed an Officer of the Order of the British Empire (OBE) in 1945.He was Conservative Member of Parliament for Flintshire from 1945 to 1950 and for West Flintshire from 1950 to 1970. He served in government as Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State for Air from 1951 to 1952, Parliamentary Secretary to the Ministry of… more »

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One man's trash
Is another man's treasure

I can still see the regret
Of your ex
Who spent time

Sifting through the garbage
That he dumped just to find
What he's now realized is a
Collector's item

Whose love belongs to me
Which is you
Because he didn't see your value

But in his twisted mind
He thinks I stole you

Shoot
I just did what he failed to do
I consoled you

I separated mice from men
And refused to bait you in
With cheesy lines
That had you blindly walk through
Traps full with trauma

I can still smell the ashes
Of the hole
He burned into your soul
Leaving you with hands
Shaking cereal boxes
Down to the last drop empty

I was there
For the downpour of tears
That we boiled to make
Earl Grey Tea
To ease the pain
Of a turbulent past
You couldn't stomach

Shoot it was
So bad
You couldn't even take
My sugar

It was processed
I mean

It was a process
To get you to see
That I love you
And to show you
I'm not him
Not them
Not the boogie in the men
That dancing around love
With no intention to
Give it to you

Their aim
Was solely to play games with you

But I refused
To Jeopardize our Fortune
With some silly Love Connection
Because the Price seemed Right

I said I refused
To Jeopardize our Fortune
With some silly Love Connection
Because the Price seemed Right

But i'll willfully play possum
With your past
So it's dead to you

I'm on a conquest
To remove
The mildew off your
Crown jewel
That's made you second guess
The quality of your treasure

So I have you appraised often
To assess
The equity in my investment
Because unlike them
I'm not willing to lose you

But I do
Understand your ex's
Frustration
And for them

Reminiscing must be like
You know
That romantic film

Where the guy connects all the dots

Realizes she's the one
So he tries to figure out
What train station she's at
And starts running
Really, really, really hard
In hopes of getting to that platform
For that moment of forgiveness
But then

But then i'm standing there

In fact
That sounds like a really bad horror film
But as of right now
In their current reality
I ain't going nowhere

I get it
She's special

So for any of her ex's
Living with regrets
I honestly feel sorry for you

Because if you know what I know
But you're just know
Realizing what I know
You missed out on a complete
Experience
With a woman that could have
Transformed you

But the boy in you
Wouldn't allow her to explore
Your maturity
And challenge your development
So stayed in a state
Of prepubescence
Seeking out women with lesser intelligence
But always
Providing you with attention
I know your type
I know you

But now she's gone
And you've grown up some right
Your ready
But she's outgrown you

You see
You tried to sell her theories of love
With no practical application
But she hired your expectations
Thinking you could fulfill
The role of forever

But you knew damn well
You were under qualified
For the position

You see
She required a man
That likes bangles and earrings
Someone that was willing to jumping through
Hoops for her

So I jumped at the shoot
To fit inside her whole
Because my goal
Wasn't to complete her

It was to assist her
In the areas
That had been punished by men
Whose insecurities
Took advantage of her purity
Poisoning her mind with bitters

Leaving her broken
On the curb
For dead
Someone else's trash

So I picked up a masterpiece
And place a prized possession
On a pedestal
Because you fucked up

But thank you
I appreciate it

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