Priorities straight
Soon as I hit the yard gate
Once outside
I just take the crap in stride
Don't run but neither do I hide
Smile on my face
Attitude in place
Coping mechs loaded
Want be exploded
The bomb want boom
Want be a zoom
No regrets of gloom
Forget the jail house room
A peaceful mind
War can't find
Saddam was an old fool
Bush certainly took him to school
Bunker buster
Bomb cluster
Kill you deep down faster
Poor clone
Not repeating that war zone
War is last resort
Peace be my escort
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Reviews of "Never Ending War"
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on April 23, 2003
Love you last sentence. Great Write!
Reviewed by Birdie Houston (Reader)
Reviewed on April 22, 2003
Great write !
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on April 22, 2003
Hi Grady yes war is always the last resort loved this one.
Hugs Peg
Hugs Peg
Nancy
The war goes ever on and on ...
good write
j+