annual fourth o july pome

[mnaz]

in those days real men led us
wouldn’t take any jesus freak nonsense
we had men ready to nuke half the earth
if necessary and by god why not?

ages of cannon fire
justify it one way or the other
as long as freedom is at stake
there is no other way.

won’t write a poem this year
real men would never waffle
there’s gold in them hills, riches!
send 'em in, lock 'em down

no end to the inherited disaster
the pockets of resistance to mop
send the kids, lock 'em down
won’t write a poem this year

[mnaz]

oops.

looks like I wrote a poem this year. I'm such a liar.