Perhaps we British like to fight,
Declare a war and all in spite
That there is none who lack the sight
To come and challenge ancient might
And so the trick is to seem weak
To give a foe a little peek
At what might seem to be a leak
Of strength from one who now is meek
And sure enough there’s someone who
Will rise and challenge red, white blue
And so we’ll gather conscripts to
Go to war like did the ‘few’
And when it’s over and we’ve won
We’ll know we’ve had a ton of fun
But claim was they who made us run,
And made us do what we have done
Chris Higginson
2nd Provocative Verse
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