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IF ever I had a country - LXX


IF ever I had a country a constant prey to another marauding Bully
And if ever by some impardonable mistake I were the intrepid Defence Secretary
I'd not scratch my bald pate devising peaceful ways of turning the cheek with    
   love brotherhood and humanity to appease the Enemy
I'd simply round up the true villains every secret agent every police chief  
   politician all their colleagues - what d'ya think - the President y compris manu militari
Every media baron newspaper and tv editor-in-chief these that kept quiet about 
   the activities of the secret services every Lodge Master of Free-Masonry
And have them lined-up on the frontiers as canon-fodder while force-marching 
   them barefoot without ID papers into the jaws of the Bully's iniquity
That is, if ever I were even by error the intrepid Defence Secretary with no 
   notion of poetry
And even if I never ever had no country prey to a Bully in reality

© T. Wignesan - Paris, Octobre 9, 2018

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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