the matter doesn't require arming helicopters or tanks
no war is to be fought this day in such an awful place
the whole thing means a boring through thick planks
real discontent may not be permitted in the ranks
to its roots any anger the police shall promptly trace
the matter doesn't require arming helicopters or tanks
the horse that's been forced to run has now got sore shanks
still we are not expected to have put gold on the race
the whole thing means a boring through thick planks
there'd be a stronger guard on all sides no bare flanks
to be exposed not even in the night a naked face
the matter doesn't require arming helicopters or tanks
the soldiers on patrol run risks and have no thanks
we expect them to go forward always at marching pace
the whole thing means a boring through thick planks
our debts are owed to those who have not owned the banks
we are not given much but what we've got is grace
the matter doesn't require arming helicopters or tanks
the whole thing means a boring through thick planks
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
07 March 2007
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