Array ( [sid] => 184076 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => More Pie [time] => 2017-04-10 10:48:32 [hometext] => [bodytext] => The player in the red and gold
Who would not stand
With his fans
Later left the field
When he could no longer kneel
Meanwhile the man with the hair of gold
Took the throne as he foretold
  With just a whistle
  Off went the missiles
While a lazy Susan
Named after a kernel
  When she heard all the men had died
  She went to TV
  And recited her lies
  Backed up by the man
  Who once wore the thorny crown
  Later history will decide
  Oh what a clown
  Those who want to kill the Jews
  Later stole the news
  With their misguided beliefs
  Ignored by the man who was once chief
  Are still here today
  Spreading their grief
  In so many ways
  Those countries who all claimed to pay
  More than their way
  Met the man with hair that frayed
  Happily he gave them all away
  The rest of the world
  Was all too happy to stand by
  While rogue leaders sentenced
  Their citizens to die
   The axis of evil
   Still live in a world
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More Pie
Date: Monday, 10th April 2017 @ 10:48:32 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: jamesstockdale
The player in the red and gold
Who would not stand
With his fans
Later left the field
When he could no longer kneel
Meanwhile the man with the hair of gold
Took the throne as he foretold
  With just a whistle
  Off went the missiles
While a lazy Susan
Named after a kernel
  When she heard all the men had died
  She went to TV
  And recited her lies
  Backed up by the man
  Who once wore the thorny crown
  Later history will decide
  Oh what a clown
  Those who want to kill the Jews
  Later stole the news
  With their misguided beliefs
  Ignored by the man who was once chief
  Are still here today
  Spreading their grief
  In so many ways
  Those countries who all claimed to pay
  More than their way
  Met the man with hair that frayed
  Happily he gave them all away
  The rest of the world
  Was all too happy to stand by
  While rogue leaders sentenced
  Their citizens to die
   The axis of evil
   Still live in a world
   Modern society deems medieval

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