Baloney On War Poem by Richard Wlodarski

British Soldier: Hey, American farmer
The very Lyman Cutlar
You killed our large piggy
It was the sole property
Of Hudson's Bay Company

Cutlar: It ate potatoes in your garden
Because it was goddam starvin'

British Soldier: We British gonna arrest thee
Mr Cutlar goddam Yankee
Evict seventeen countrymen
Out of their goddam playpen
What do you think 'bout that, Cutlar?
You goddam Yankee pig killer

Cutlar: Oh yeah! Me and US Army
Gonna kick you out of country
Sixty-four soldiers under Pickett
Are going to take on your damn bet!

British warships sailing to island
San Juan Island off coast of Washington
Claimed by both America
And her neighbour Canada
British Admiral Robert Baynes
Sees the light and goes through great pains
Not to kill Lyman Cutlar
The damn Yankee pig killer
Refusing to attack
Have murder on his back
Over a goddam hog
He is not a war dog
The clear-headed leader
Clearly the better better