We Have Fought the Fight
Loss runs so far and fast like a crook
we stay as one and sure let no wrong
the win was just at the tip of our hook
we grab it in joy and hit the gong
pads and a fine boat wait on the brook
also, we can swim to make the fun long
toil and moil, here is the end of the cook
now is the time for all to sing the song
the cure lies at the end with full permit
we work, we got it and now we emit
we look down to see all from the summit
in time and in full, we have paid the fee
as we take each bite from the pin and the bee
to take us to the city all can see.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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