They Are Fools Who Kiss

Youth Had Been A Habit Of Hers For So Long That She Could Not Part With It.

But Till We Are Built Like Angels, With Hammer And Chisel And Pen, We Will Work For Ourself And A Woman, Forever And Ever, Amen.

When You're Wounded And Left On Afghanistan's Plains, And The Women Come Out To Cut Up What Remains, Jest Roll To Your Rifle And Blow Out Your Brains And Go To Your Gawd Like A Soldier.

Good Lord! Who Can Account For The Fathomless Folly Of The Public?

What Stands If Freedom Fail? What Dies Of England Live?