Before Our Queen

What I wish is war wasn't around any more And every time when we would open a door We would all politely be allowed to come in After a while still be able to come back again. Fighting would be replaced by friendship I hear Peace would be extended over the hemisphere But before you hit the bed and have to crash Recycle crush and smash and put out the trash. Will always let a women get on before me. Even if she happens to be high society And every time when we may meet Will walk and be on closed side to the street. Won't have to wear an Easter Bonnet When you will be using our water closet Everyone there is always jolly by golly And tend to smile while riding a trolley In British Isles when you first arrive And from a horrible trip had to survive Sorry we wont have a Boston Baked bean Still should bow or curtsy before our Queen. James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran