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A roar against war
Whores and wars and peado-preds
Politicans are with royals.. in bed.!
Lurid reports; on the better bred?
And lies abound today.!
Its all around as toxic sound, its dark clouds
Block the rays... of hope and sun and real good
Fun; today... Yet ; Many stand.. To cry out loud.!
Of better ways.)
Of a 9 to 5, and sunday schools, of human interplay..
Of homebaked bread, and fixing sheds, billy-carts.'
Strong farmers; making hay.. Climbing on rocks; of
Holes in socks, and wholesome ra-dio plays..!
Like crow on a barbed; wire fence; Lord..! take me back i pray!
A west we knew where people grew, made plans.. A
House to own? "one day..! a place to be, for you or me?
With neighbours around us hey.!
Some apple pie, a shot of rye; med-ic, i-nal as the old men say'
I like that fine, sweet homemade wine; mullberry trees, and
Shade' soft tumbling hair..Girls laughter fair; men
Of steel (who work and play)
They will confer, and oft concur..That such life is best now.'
And was always.. Can be and is.' And is being lived; today..!
All within our rich; seasons, teasing days.That they will
Stand as fully man' and guard such hallowed ways!
I'll finish now with thanks and a WOW.! To the ladies special ways, how
They make a home, and care for kids its your golden strength always.!
Hector your man..But hold his hand; against these evil days, i'll end this
Song by sending you' all love. And all; the best..Always.!
Copyright ©
Joe Maverick
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