Fat placid Generals
reeking of war
smoking cigars, fighting from afar
Mothers weep, for sons afar,
at war......
There's blood on the field
there's blood everywhere
It's up to my ankles
and up to my knees--
Long live the Generals
They've won the war
But Victory was their's
The one's who were slain,
One World, it's a battle ground
One World, we'll smash it down!!!
Thursday, October 2, 2008
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