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one flag one country

One flag one country in the beginning there was hope it was agreed upon That a turkey was a big chicken and it wouldn’t offend anyone as the two fowls had no say and didn’t they had a name. A round the conference table there was a spontaneous applause So little had gone right for them the chairman suggested In the spur of the moment to find a common name for Palestinians and Jews referring to the group Lapwejs, there Was a long silence, but the idea was sound only the name Lapwejs didn’t have a melodious tone; a comity was formed to Study the idea if they succeed the people of that part Of the world would end discrimination s everyone was equal Of course they had to come up with a new flag on that Look like Greek copy, but had several warm friendly colors. No one would be call anti-Lapwejs or something similar. The hero What taste best goat or sheep meat A furious argument broke out between the cook And his galley boy this was when the ship was in a storm And Captain Carlson was on the bridge trying to save The ship (remember 1950) the ship sank but Carlson refused to leave the ship until everyone was safe. The cook refused to let go of his pots and pans and Was thrown into the sea screaming goat meat is best. Captain Carlson was a hero, ticket tape parade. The cook bought land in Patagonia farming goats. The violinist The cook on the ship (Liberty type) had broken In half and the cook felt so neglected he bought Land and farmed goats, he was doing well and needed a man to look after his flock. A Nordic person came looking for a job he Wanted to get away from the civilized world Since the Antarctica is too cold he came here. A funny thing with new it can travel fast and Move slowly but it always gets around. It appeared the hired hand had been a violinist Of the highest caliber, but at a concert when Stretching to get to the highest note he lost his Trousers and reviled to the world he wore Ladies under garment, the audience erupted in laughter. End of concert. The cook now a goat farmer got the news in The nearest town he never told the musician When his ship sank he had not been a hero And knew he could not go to New York again

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