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[sid] => 11589
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Day of the Pigs
[time] => 2003-01-29 16:40:00
[hometext] => At a length of 44 lines,I shall release this in two parts today.
[bodytext] => The politicians perched themselves proudly on their thrones.
While soldiers thought of loved ones,waiting back at home. They had high level meetings at which they meerly fought. For diplomacy was something,evidently never taught. The warpigs they all prosper from battles they have one. For it is not their own lives,that tend to come undun. The warpigs see no reason,why they should keep the peace. When war shall bring great profits,within their greedy reach. The troops took their positions their duties close at hand. While warpigs gave their orders,that rang across the land. Mans final war it started,that warm and fatefull night. One question unanswered by warpigs was whether it was right. They fought for hills and valleys,for god and for country. Some soldiers in their own hearts,with the belief that they were free. The troops fought hard the men were bold as they laid down their lives. But the warpigs grew impatient as they gave their battle cries. The warpigs stay protected,yet take all glory and fame. For they know in their own minds,the little man takes the pain. But the time shall come for warpigs to drop right down and weep. For their warring ways shall find them,buried in to deep. Warheads have now fallen,darkness has truly come. The reapers come a callin'and man's now on the run. He finally wrote his destiny,he sealed his very own fate. To him this cardinal knowledge simply came too late. "TOO BE CONTINUED" [comments] => 1 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 43 [informant] => olhip [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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