April 02, 2004

Cold Cuts - a poem

Good ol’ boys going on leave -
Get the heck back to the land of
Free.
Sand doesn’t burn,
Bombs never fall,
Ameri-ca.mped out

Warbirds maintain blockcade.
Richman keeps the world his slave.
Leaders on the run
Leaders under gun
Locals don’t get
our kind of fun.

Baby boys with little a clue
Crazy grandpas long missed the cue
Lock and load insanity
Protect culture
it's growing cold
Baghdad
We’ll trade oil
for early graves
Bagdad

t.riggs summer, 2003

Posted by Tyler at April 2, 2004 03:55 PM
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