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locked and loaded


Our guns are locked and loaded, Full of fury and fire. Our hopes of peace outmoded By men with war desire. Who speaks for those enraged By words so full of hate? We must – we must become engaged Before … Continue reading

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When I Was One and Twenty (with apologies to A.E. Housman)


When I was One and Twenty (With apologies to A.E. Housman) When I was one and twenty, My world was make-believe. A play directed by others I felt compelled to please.   But now I’m one and seventy, The play … Continue reading

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