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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=470323" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Once at a busy Pub?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=470323" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">*To that poor girl not yet a teenager who begs on a street corner and I was so sad she always pulls her dirty knickers that comes down to her scabies infested knees? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=470323" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It's really dark and you cannot recognize<br>So & so dancing on the floor<br>Soprano's voice echoes in the bar premises<br>And an old man seems to be a Veteran<br>Who peeped into the bar nobody noticed.<br>He begged the microphone from the singer.<br>The manager winked at her as a grant.<br>He explained to the band of his old song<br>And started singing; <br>I sang in the battlefield leaving my gun aside<br>Enemies came towards me and they cried.<br>Believe me brothers & sisters, <br>I said; I am a poor man and joined the Army one day.<br>All of a sudden they said go to to the War Chum? <br>I left my beloved wife and children at home.<br>I get frequent letters from my sweetheart<br>She insists me don't shoot them honey<br>And sing your song they might be friends forever.<br>Yes darling! We became friends and the bloody War's over<br>Afterwards I sing in the bars for pleasure! <br>I'll be home soon with the gifts they gave me if it's not a dream?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Nimal+Dunuhinga">Nimal Dunuhinga</a></strong></div>