In Iraq no poppies blow,
On the graves, how many now
That mark no place; and in the skies
The presidents, still barely clinging, to their lies
scarcely admit the deaths they sow


The voivode's dream so
Clearly seen so
Keenly felt
And violent
Leaves no impression on us
Ovo
Lacto
Pollo
Vegetarians


Gravatar I would like to know how the Prime Minister and Chancellor could whistle up £39 billion for the banks (plus a further £25 billion for buying back government bonds) and yet had to talk about slashing the training budget for the Territorial Army (aka Britain's military reservists) and couldn't employ aeronautical designers capable of building something better than flying death traps.

Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.


Gravatar Maybe he has the plastic poppy franchise.


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