we will hit him with missiles and bombers you said,
we will hit him until he relents.
we
will force him to rue the day that he tried
to hoodwink american and british intent.
seen
anything of milosavic lately tony?
we will rid the commonwealth of terrorist yet,
and send every last one to prison.
we
will enforce the law,
and not one of them, shall escape
seen any terrorists lateley Tony
we will provide a full economy, the envy of the world.
full employment and riches
for all.
our living costs will be so much to admire
with foreign imports a thing of
the past.
bought any petrol lately tony?
we will shorten the waiting and hospital lists
with one bed being available for all.
give
our nurses the richest of financial reward
and a health service beyond minds recall.
have you ever felt sick lately tony?
we will remember our dead from the last two great wars.
we will remember the sufferers
as well,
and at least once a year we will have a parade
close our eyes, bow our heads
in respect.
can you really, imagine what it was like tony?
we will send men to bosnia. to Ireland , the gulf
the cost in lives and money of no
account.
the bodies and money comes from the peasants at home
who will help to dispose
of the matter.
the prophecy of albion’s fate
for not upon those hills alone,
the sport of england shall be doomed
as over the
broad face creeps the shadow on the wall
our creeds and ancient faiths the alter
and
the crown before the tide will go down.
base church will mock the mighty heroes
of
the past. written on our scrolls of time,
our religion will be held a jest
and patriotism
a crime.
no hymns of praise shall be
allowed in the village schools as
only material
interests rule.
the glory of a thousand years will end
in foul disgrace coarse demagogues
replace
the statesmen that one ruled
trade and profit the sole device
the army and
navy will be cast aside,
as being costly things and
defense of the realm an empty
pride,
the footsteps of millions of
invaders england will know,
and home bred traitors
will give
hand to albion’s deadly foes
powerless and disarmed before the foreigner
,
the british knee will humbly bend,
and yield the treasures,
’she lacked the wisdom
to defend ‘
by d.w. nash 1870