Tuesday, June 18, 2013

 an enemy of the people



fi fie foe fie fie foe
i smell the blood of a peaceful foe
or not, could be a craftily slain doe,
so should i shut up and set up a doe?

bing bing bong bing bing bong
hit that roundie with a gong
don't just sound it loud but sing a song
for we picked a choirmaster with a tong!

puff puff puff,puff puff puff
prepare the wine prepare the dough,
sing and dance as it flows through the trough
for the mighty have fallen and those we thought tough.

but hold your horses,hold your horses,
are this  my thoughts or I'm i hearing muttered voices,
are you know reckoning your choices?
and trying to sing and be heard above the noises??

"it is late i say, it is late i say
for you said yes and cheered me yesterday,
a cow is to hay as your now answer is to nay?
allow me if i may,to inform you its late to change your mind so to say"

so beware,because a foe is a foe
whether exposed as coal or disguised as snow,
whether he rid his plane or rode on a canoe,
a foe will always be a foe.

"but you lied you lied" (or so you cried)
"with your promises all so fried,
would it help if we cried because you've been tested and tried,
clearly found wanting, because oh..... you lied."













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