In the days of lieutenancy
Wearing a heavy watch of no great pedigree
My boss - a colonel, who was a kind man
Warned me that in some countries
I would do well not to wear my watch
The removal of a hand being
The only impediment for some
To pecuniary gain of its possession
Fortunately for all of this I was stationed in Germany
Where wearing a watch was not any sort of problem.
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