IN NOMINE PATRIA
I know that makes no sense, but
they tell me anyway : soldier, sailor,
ferryman, fighter, grenadier, grunt,
each of them want to die for something.
Yes, yes, that's okay I guess. But which
is it to be? In the name of the Father,
or the name of the Fatherland?
You're confused, mon frere.
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I love mixing it up with others - to
give back the same jibber-jabber
they give to me. Like all those
prisoners using new-found big
words, it's comical to read and
fun to see : 'the demarcation of
my incarceration shall be forthwith
forthcoming at my revocation, or
the termination of my sentence,
allowing me, once more, my
freedom amidst other men.'
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Ah, Cindy Birdsong could
never sing it better.
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