a simple sort of answer may suffice
for ordinary uses but right here
it's not nearly enough we're now too near
the borderlands of danger to be nice
we dare not speak of piquancy or spice
when all too soon a body on its bier
announces that there is a charge too dear
and some young fellow has to pay the price
lies glibly told may rapidly excite
the foolish sort to go out and enlist
but when they do they find the duty hard
we came to cheer the ones who youthful bright
went out and fought not thinking they'd be missed
and now the peaceful road of life is barred
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
30 August 2007
cul-de-sac
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