Yes, peace we do need,
So start right and plantum’ sum seed,
If all the countries at war were high,
All would be smiling and giggling, you know why…
Pass around that big assed pipe,
Forget about all the negative hype,
Better to die in your bed of too much drug,
Than to be bitten to death by some foreign bug…
Okay so pot may not be the answer,
Better that though than to around bullets be a dancer,
Personally I would rather stay at home and contract cancer,
Than to die in a country full of belly dancers…
No more exploding cars,
No more exploding beer bottles in bars,
No more exploding anything that disfigures and mar’s,
Bring em’ all home, let them decide their death,
Here at home rather than from afar…
© ed ~ 3/14/06
love and peace, Carole
Take care,
Sherry
So start right and plantum’ sum seed,
Amen to that, brother.
Oh nevermind....one lick from Rufuc will be a definate cure!!
Love Tinka :)
Yes, we do need peace. But terrorists don't rest...and neither should we. A thought provoking pen you wield--well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Although the giggling part sounds nice...
Birgit and Roger