TINY dots with heavy hands,
funny wheels that turn to
plastic squares, a fog-horn
yells, take cover, take cover,
some nut just started a war,
and like it or not were all
included,
and the knuckles crack, and
the big mans head snaps, and
all the folks beg , and cry for
more.
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And more is what we're all in for 'less Washington's New Years Resolution, is to come back home & take care of our own......Great piece, my friend..... HAPPY NEW YEAR! FRANK/FJR