i,am going to take a different approach((((( you who are above me)))
i'm going to look on you as a my general on a battle field of life!
on the wall is a map it is called the backward side of tomorrow,
your behind your desk, war is all around, a bomb has hit the bunker,
and timbers falling, you still sitting there, having a gin,
i come in shouting "who i'm i in this piddle drying uniform"?
you say to me, "did you know that it is very peaceful milking a cow"
i say "with all that (%#@*) going on around my soldiers you sit there like an anvil milking a ($%#&*)cow;
you turn around to the map and say"this is our escape plan in the near future;
and your voice tarries on the wind, stays in my mind.
no i'am not happy, but armrest is sometime in the future;
