Well, here we are again, it's Friday! Tip of the kippah to you one and all and Happy St. Patrick's Day too! Boy! Talk about long weeks! This was certainly one for the books, but it's finally here, that fun little capper that greets us the moment we walk into our homes after a hard day's night! In keeping with the topic rhythm of the past four days, I've chosen a poem that fits right in! And please remember my dear, dear readers; always-always-always enjoy!
War Materialism
The time has come
No need for more slack
The time is now
Before they put a gun in your back
Your chance to serve
Is going fast
Pretty soon
It’ll be days of past
So grab a load of guns
Bayonets and slick grenades
Join the army join the navy
Display them proud in parades
But then comes the real chance
No fun and games, no time for romance
It’s time to see
Both blood and guts spill
Watch the bodies collect in the unmarked gravesites
No time for scaring, no time for frights
Instead, you see
Victims of war materialism
Band together on a muddy hill
