To: NicknamedBob
Good Day, NnB. Happy Flag Day.
Thank you for another wonderful poem. I didn't ask for a new poem for the thread today because it wouldn't have given you much time.
I'm so happy that we have a collection of your poems to find at least one that will fit the occasion.
Thank you again for all of your contributions.
65 posted on
06/14/2006 11:52:59 AM PDT by
JustAmy
(I wear red every Friday, but I support our Military everyday!!)
To: JustAmy
"I didn't ask for a new poem for the thread today because it wouldn't have given you much time."
How considerate of you ... :)
Flagging
Oh, this is terrible! The war goes on. Weve seen that it is dragging!
So goes the cry, and then the claim, that interest is flagging.
How shall we measure it? Lets call up random numbers,
Annoying people endlessly as we disturb their slumbers.
Or, perhaps well ask the experts. Have we bitten off too much?
Why yes! They say, Weve noticed that your governments out of touch.
For every time we call them up, to give them sage advice,
They seem to care so little that we have to say it twice.
So clearly they need guidance, and theyve gone quite off the track,
But we can get them steered around. You see, we have the knack.
Now, none of us has ever used a weapon in a war,
Or ever had convictions that we thought worth fighting for.
But we can surely tell them where theyve gotten things so wrong,
And luckily youll find that should not take very long.
Weve noticed there are casualties, and therefore we propose,
Withdraw the troops, and station them, where no one ever goes!
The safety of the troops is paramount, you see,
And nothing else should matter in the quest for Liberty!
The rest of us are puzzled. We sense there is an error,
For nothing in this plan would seem to work against the terror.
Our great grandfathers knew that trouble had to be faced down,
And bullies dont just run away at the sight of a simpering frown.
The farmers who gave up their plows to take up arms for war,
Knew that the ones who served with them could perish in the chore.
And therefore that the thing to do was get it over fast,
And settle up the grievances and then make the treaties last.
To then return to peaceful ways; to cherishing a son,
In hopes he wouldnt have to do the things that they had done.
To go back to their sweethearts, and families again,
To stand in silent pride because they had behaved as men,
To come back home and build a world, without a hint of bragging,
And sometimes take their banners up, and do a little flagging.
NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . June 14, 2006
146 posted on
06/14/2006 4:56:57 PM PDT by
NicknamedBob
(Hummingbirds would be even more popular if they could remember the words to the songs.)
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