Extra Pound's Sentimental Verse
Extra's SongHelp me not fend
or fetch this clock!
I'll fix it to the wall!
Just stand, defend,
with wretched Glock,
the aviator's call!
Dust heap, forfend,
nor watch that flock
march goose step down the hall!
All youth, befriend,
Each door unlock,
watch goslings, eager all!
Now, that's a strong call to action in the tradition of fascist farce-force songs!
Labels: Poem
2 Comments:
I am filled with nostalgia for nostalgia.
We must have nostalgia for the nostalgia for our greatness held deep in our DNA!
Or at least in our messenger RNA . . .
Jeffery Hodges
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