War creates Whores

by | Jul 24, 2006 | Poetry | 0 comments

My wife doesn’t love me anymore
But she lied often enough
She’s had a go at happy families
My she’s had it rough
She has lots of family and friends
I have nobody
Love is a bad thing we all crave
I’ll blame the war
War creates whores
Those bastard foreign shores.


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