This is what the French do very well.
Here, women and children, have the fires of hell!
This will teach weird men who gore with lorries
and weirder blokes with knives or machetes
who put old Catholic priests to death --
larn-em when we scorch the very breath
of innocents far away. An eye for an eye.
Revive the spirit of the Foreign-Legion, eh?
The very legion steeped in deep atrocity,
the spirit of your general lack of empathy
or liberty or fraternity or l'egalite -
the Gallic shrug before you slice the lug.
Better pull yourself together, France,
before you do your neolithic dance.
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The French air-force massacred 120 civilians, recently.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryHot, Sweet, Saucy, Spicy - always filling/fattening. Donder - vb. To blunder about aimlessly, not knowing what the feck one is at.
