Twisted fate of a pre-determined Oliver

...so yeh Fagan sent his boys out to steal 'kerchiefs and pocket watches. Got a collective together, enforced a strict but employee friendly training programme. Employee Bonuses were retaining some goods 'recovered' and bed and board and live music. Overall he had an urban massive outstanding in talent and standing against the 'potential clientele' that somehow had faired better in life than they.
Middleclassalike Twist was dragged into this business perchance...Creative Cobbled Street Cretins AKA theivin lil' council estate fuckers...until Sir Alec G strolled in and saved white untrash Oll' from a life of Burberry Jodphurs and DnG winklepickers..ah the life of a white middle Engerland boy.
And oh how the mighty fell when PikeySikey 'accidentally' hung himself from the rafter whilst the general public, you know the PubKneesUpIdol wannabes and the Strictly Come Dancing fans watched and cheered. "Good fucking riddance to filth that Sykes, was no good", they say throwing their shitty water out of their 8th floor 'apartment hi-rise and watching it land on a passerby before scurrying to the PO to cash their stolen benefit books on the way to selling tuppence apples and boxes of matches...
Now the point is this Who is being had over here? The velveteen suits with townhouses and candleabras, bells for dinner, bells for the maid, Bells with ice? Casual stroll to York York York and Sons Books on Blarney Street with chain watch and silk handkerchief in pocket, no harm done..but is then relieved of his vanities by the Artful Dodger (re-re-wind and the crowd say Bo selectoh) OR the young lads controlled by the "Avericious Old Fince" Fagan. Who are trained , skilled up, maxxed with bravery and cheeky whipsnapperish ways to stalk(whilst singin you understand)their prey and go in for the kill, relieving an innocent of his belongings??? We work, we pay taxes, we work harder want more, we pay more taxes. If we live in the 22nd worst area to raise our children we are discriminated against. we are offered cheap food at cut price and crappy clothing for the masses, even TV is aimed at the poor and at poor women. You cant win. But hey if you happen to be upper-middle class or middle - class then yehman its all gud, roses "who will buy my beautiful roses", long country walks with dogs trained to kill innocent wildlife, bugles and rules that are protected for the sole collective of the silver spoon massif...I cant be bothered writing anymore...I know what I mean lol
Well you know Dodge and Fagan had an object of desire and they went out and got that object of desire. Good old fucking Oliver was handed his silver service on a silver platter and like most of the middle-classes have not had to obtain something of desire with the determindeness and hardwork unlike those of 'less' status in society....Dont condone stealing but who then and today were the real magpies? Mcaw Mcaw!!!!!