The English Civil War Poem by benedict mmm

The English Civil War



So the bush Field rendezvous

Became the mutiny of the mind

The soldiers forced to sign to Fairfax

The refusal was their demise


The tragedy of the century

Was the march into Baghdad

The soldiers forced to fight

A fight we'd never have


It's the same old some kinda story

The plague on the babes of the poor

The bar room philosophy

And the English civil war


The Watchmen of the staffords

On coke and ecstasy

A broken SA-80 rifle

And get out jail free


Agent orange has never left the scene

The sexed mass destructive mice

The gulf of Tonkin just a dream

The Korean cruise for rats and rice


It's the same old some kinda story

The plague on the babes of the poor

The bar room philosophy

And the English civil war


It's the same old familiar story

The drugs on The house of lords

The war on the streets

And the English civil war

Tuesday, September 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: england,war,war and peace
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