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I have absolutely no intention of marrying Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis.

quote by Paul Getty
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Im Not The Marrying Kind

(words & music by david - edwards)
Show me a girl with a dimple on her cheek
Butter melts in her mouth
When she opens it to speak
Show me a girl who is acting so refined
And Ill show you a girl with one thing on her mind
So I say you know what? she says what?
I say what? oh Im not the marrying kind
For youve got what it takes
And it takes what youve got
But Im not the marrying kind
Dont kiss me, dont claw me
Dont pet me, dont paw me
And I wont leave my freedom behind
So I say you know what? she says what?
I say what? oh Im not the marrying kind.
You know what? she says what?
Thanks a lot, but Im not the marrying kind
Dont kiss me, dont claw me
Dont pet me, dont paw me
And I wont leave my freedom behind
So I say you know what? she says what?
I say what? oh Im not the marrying kind
Im not, Im not, Im not, Im not
Now youve got what Im not
Im not the marrying kind
Oh Im not the marrying kind
Oh Im not the marrying kind

song performed by Elvis Presley
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The Day John Kennedy Died

I dreamed I was the president of these united states
I dreamed I replaced ignorance, stupidity and hate
I dreamed the perfect union and a perfect law, undenied
And most of all I dreamed I forgot the day john kennedy died
I dreamed that I could do the job that others hadnt done
I dreamed that I was uncorrupt and fair to everyone
I dreamed I wasnt gross or base, a criminal on the take
And most of all I dreamed I forgot the day john kennedy died
Oh, the day john kennedy died
Oh, the day john kennedy died
I remember where I was that day, I was upstate in a bar
The team from the university was playing football on tv
Then the screen want dead and the announcer said,
Theres been a tragedy
Theres are unconfirmed reports the presidents been shot
And he may be dead or dying.
Talking stopped, someone shouted, what!?
I ran out to the street
People were gathered everywhere saying,
Did you hear what they said on tv
And then a guy in a porsche with his radio hit his born
And told us the news
He said, the presidents dead, he was shot twice in the head
In dallas, and they dont know by whom.
I dreamed I was the president of these united states
I dreamed I was young and smart and it was not a waste
I dreamed that there was a point to life and to the human race
I dreamed that I could somehow comprehend that someone
Shot him in the face
Oh, the day john kennedy died
Oh, the day john kennedy died
Oh, the day john kennedy died
Oh, the day john kennedy died

song performed by Lou Reed
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Tom Zart's 52 Best Of The Rest America At War Poems

SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF WORLD WAR III

The White House
Washington
Tom Zart's Poems

March 16,2007
Ms. Lillian Cauldwell
President and Chief Executive Officer
Passionate Internet Voices Radio
Ann Arbor Michigan

Dear Lillian:
Number 41 passed on the CDs from Tom Zart. Thank you for thinking of me. I am thankful for your efforts to honor our brave military personnel and their families. America owes these courageous men and women a debt of gratitude, and I am honored to be the commander in chief of the greatest force for freedom in the history of the world.
Best Wishes.

Sincerely,

George W. Bush

SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF WORLD WAR III

Our sons and daughters serve in harm's way
To defend our way of life.
Some are students, some grandparents
Many a husband or wife.

They face great odds without complaint
Gambling life and limb for little pay.
So far away from all they love
Fight our soldiers for whom we pray.

The plotters and planners of America's doom
Pledge to murder and maim all they can.
From early childhood they are taught
To kill is to become a man.

They exploit their young as weapons of choice
Teaching in heaven, virgins will await.
Destroying lives along with their own
To learn of their falsehoods too late.

The fearful cry we must submit
And find a way to soothe them.
Where defenders worry if we stand down
The future for America is grim.

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poem by Tom Zart
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Jackie O

So you went to a party at jacqueline onassis
If youre so amart why dont you wear glasses
So you can see what youre doin to me
So you can see what youre doin to me
So you can see what tomorrow might bring
Underneath your breath you know I heard you cussin
You were talkin to my second cousin
Were you talkin about me
Were you talkin about me
You better put on your glasses so you can see
So you can see what tomorrow might bring
Can your daddy get us backstage passes
You know that we love to dance
Can your daddy give us backstage passes
With all his political power
With all his political power
It seems to me like you could dance better than you do
So you went to a party at jacqueline onassis
If youre so smart why dont you ear glasses
So you can see what the future might bring
So you can see what tomorrow might be

song performed by John Prine
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Well Hello Mary Jo, Goodbye Heart

Senator Edward Kennedy is about to retire,
He has a book deal lined up eight million dollars.
He was one of three brothers,
-who stayed alive,
-politically and literally,
Both John and Bobby met their fate,
By the end of a gun,
Sirhan Sirhan,
And Oswald,
They were blamed for the actions,
-but there is someone,
By her death,
-had assassinated Edward’s potential presidential bid,
Mary Jo Kopechne died when the vehicle driven by Edward Kennedy,
Overturned off a bridge in Chappaquiddick.

She drowned, but it ten hours for Edward called the police,
Far from the 18 ½ minutes that were gone from the Nixon Watergate Tapes,
That later had the president resigned of the USA.
He had move his pieces on board,
get his ducks in line,
pay whoever,
He had to come up with type of lie to his wife,
Lie, Lie, the Kennedy’s you say?
NEVER! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Joe Kennedy, the patriarch of the clan,
-made a part his fortune as a “drug runner”,
The drug was alcohol but it was banned by prohibition,
That same drug was to be the downfall for would be President Edward Kennedy,
Joe Kennedy worked the mob;
-the union worked the mob in Chicago,
Chicago brought his son John to the White House,
John was assassinated almost mid-term,
Robert, ran for the office in 1968,
However, Sirhan cut his life short;
Sirhan had mob connections, no way! (? ?)
The mob wanted Bobby dead, because after all he sought them out with vengeance,
Surely Jack and Bobby were dead by no chance.

So was Marilyn Monroe,
- Frank Sinatra kept quiet,
and Peter Lawford kept quiet.
But Mary Jo crushed Eddie’s chance for the White House,
The mob did not have to get him.
Will this same story be told within Edward Kennedy’s memoirs?
I think not,
I predict that Edward will give the readers a different spin,
Because Edward will lie again, and again, and again, .....

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poem by Joe Rosochacki
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Absolutely Everybody

Absolutely everybody,
Everybody needs a little loving,
Everybody needs somebody thinking of them.
Everybody needs a little respect,
And whatever it takes,
Im gonna get it.
Everybody needs a hand to hold,
Someone to cling to
When the nights are getting cold.
Im no different,
I am just the same,
A player in the game.
Absolutely everybody,
Everybody, everybody.
Absolutely everybody
In the whole wide world.
Absolutely everybody,
Every boy and every girl,
Absolutely everybody.
Everybody needs a human touch.
I cant live without it,
It means too much to me.
Everybody needs one true friend,
Someone wholl be there til the very end.
And absolutely everybody breathes,
And everybody, everybody bleeds.
Were no different,
Were all the same,
Players in the game.
Absolutely, everybody,
Everybody, everybody.
Absolutely everybody
In the whole wide world.
Everybody breathes,
And everybody needs.
Absolutely everybody.
Absolutely everybody.
Every boy and girl,
Every woman and child.
Every father and son.
I said now everyone,
Yes now everyone.
Everybody needs a human touch.
Everybody, everybody needs love.
Im no different,
I am just the same,
A player in the game.
Absolutely everybody.
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song performed by Vanessa Amorosi
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The Lowering

The flag is folded
lengthwise, and lengthwise again,
folding toward the open edge,
so that the union of stars on the blue
field remains outward in full view;
a triangular folding is then begun
at the striped end,
by bringing the corner of the folded edge
to the open edge;
the outer point, turned inward along the open edge,
forms the next triangular fold:
the folding continued so, until the end is reached,
the final corner tucked between
the folds of the blue union,
the form of the folded flag is found to resemble that
of a 3-cornered pouch, or thick cocked hat.

Take this flag, John Glenn, instead of a friend;
instead of a brother, Edward Kennedy, take this flag;
instead of a father, Joe Kennedy, take this flag;
this flag instead of a husband, Ethel Kennedy, take this flag;
this 9-times-folded red-white-striped, star-spotted-blue flag,
tucked and pocketed neatly,
Nation, instead of a leader, take this folded flag.
Robert Kennedy, coffin without coverlet,
beside this hole in the grass,
beside your brother, John Kennedy,
in the grass,
take, instead of a country,
this folded flag;
Robert Kennedy, take this
hole in the grass.

poem by May Swenson
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One-Eighty By Summer

Come on just say it,
You need me like a bad habit,
One that leaves you defenseless, dependent, and alone.
Come on just say it (Are you afraid to),
You need me like a bad habit (Say what you want to, tell me you want to),
One that leaves you defenseless, dependent, and alone (Are you afraid to say what you want to, tell me you want to).
Well I hold my tongue use it to assess,
The damage from way back when it mattered,
But nothing seems important anymore,
Were just protecting ourselves from our self,
And I dont think Ill ever come back down (I dont think Ill ever come back down),
I dont think Ill ever come back down (I dont think Ill ever come back down),
I dont think Ill ever come back down (I dont think Ill ever come back),
I dont think Ill ever come back
Are you ashamed to say what you want to tell me you want to.
Are you ashamed to say what you want to tell me you want to.
(Come on just say it) Are you ashamed to (Come on just say it) say what you want to tell me you want to.
(Come on just say it) Are you ashamed to (Come on just say it) say what you want to tell me you want to.
Im making the difference,
It just seems pointless,
Well Ill be obvious,
Thats got out of focus,
Why cant you just be happy,
Why cant you just be happy.
And I dont think Ill ever come back down (I dont think Ill ever come back down),
I dont think Ill ever come back down (I dont think Ill ever come back down),
I dont think Ill ever come back down (I dont think Ill ever come back),
I dont think Ill ever come back...
(Just come back {over and over, about 15 times})
Just come on just say it,
Come on just say it,
Well Ill just say it,
Ill just say it,
I need you defenseless, dependent and alone.
(Just come back {over and over, about 9 times})
She says live up to your first impression,
Well my best side was your worst invention,
In case you live without the intention,
In case you live without the intention.
(Just come back {over and over, about 8 times})
She says live up to your first impression,
Well my best side was your worst invention,
In case you live without the intention,
In case you live without the intention.
She says live up to your first impression (Come on, just say it),
Well my best side was your worst invention (Come on, just say it),
Why cant you live without the intention (I need you defenseless, dependent),
Why cant you love without the intention (alone).
She says live up to your first impression (I just say it),
Well my best side was your worst invention (I just say it),

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song performed by Taking Back Sunday
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Peace!

A dark parody of Edwin Starr's War
Meant as satire only!

Peace! Huh-Yeah!
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Uh-huh

Peace! Huh-Yeah!
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Say it again y'all

Peace! Huh-Good God!
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me...

Ohhh....Peace!
I despise
Because it means no innocent lives lost
Not one single one
Damn!

Peace means joy in thousands of mother's eyes
When their sons get to stay home
Don't have to fight our war
Staying alive
What the hell fun is that
If there's no war to watch on my tv tonight

I said-peace! Huh-Good God y'all
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Say it again

Peace! Whoa, Lord
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me...

Peace! It ain't nothing but a party wrecker
Peace! It ain't no friend at all to this undertaker
Peace! It's an enemy to all in my line of work
The thought of peace makes me wanna take a gun and blow my brains way
Yeah! It does!

Peace has caused happiness in the younger generation
No induction
No destruction

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poem by Ramona Thompson
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An American Poem

I was born in Boston in
1949. I never wanted
this fact to be known, in
fact I've spent the better
half of my adult life
trying to sweep my early
years under the carpet
and have a life that
was clearly just mine
and independent of
the historic fate of
my family. Can you
imagine what it was
like to be one of them,
to be built like them,
to talk like them
to have the benefits
of being born into such
a wealthy and powerful
American family. I went
to the best schools,
had all kinds of tutors
and trainers, traveled
widely, met the famous,
the controversial, and
the not-so-admirable
and I knew from
a very early age that
if there were ever any
possibility of escaping
the collective fate of this famous
Boston family I would
take that route and
I have. I hopped
on an Amtrak to New
York in the early
‘70s and I guess
you could say
my hidden years
began. I thought
Well I'll be a poet.
What could be more
foolish and obscure.
I became a lesbian.
Every woman in my
family looks like
a dyke but it's really
stepping off the flag
when you become one.
While holding this ignominious

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poem by Eileen Myles
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War

War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War is something that I despise
For it means destruction of innocent lives
For it means tears in thousands of mothers eyes
When their sons go out to fight to give their lives
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War
Its nothing but a heartbreaker
War
Friend only to the undertaker
War is the enemy of all mankind
The thought of war blows my mind
Handed down from generation to generation
Induction destruction
Who wants to die
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War has shattered many young mens dreams
Made them disabled bitter and meanlife is too precious to be fighting wars
Each day
War cant give life it can only take it away
War
Its nothing but a heartbreaker
War
Friend only to the undertaker
Peace love and understanding
There must be some place for these things today
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But lord theres gotta be a better way
Thats better than
War
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing

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song performed by Bruce Springsteen
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Did I Fool Ya?

when daddy sings
hes an auctioneer, auctioneer.
and mother clings to anniversaries.
and his sister, shes got a little bit of mister in her
and her brothers goin round, round, round his bed
and i said, and i say
I say, well believe what i say
i said, did i, did i, fool ya, fool ya
well didnt daddy fool ya?
he sang once and a goin twice
hes gone for 35 or 40
and he go, once and a goin twice
hes gone for 35... SOLD to the middle line.
they go once and a goin twice
and aint it nice?
and oh lord they made it up to 65
they go once and a goin twice
and aint it nice? aint it nice oh aint it nice?
... said aint it nice for the price?
i said i got a nice life for the price is right
body rock, rody bock
and they boss, said a come on down, down, down
said come on down.
youre the next big winner
so come on down
oh oh oh
but i, but i, i said i
i give and give and i lay it all down now
well look what ive found
i give and give
i said i give and give and i lay it all down
now look what ive found, ah look what ive found
blue skies, theyre smiling at me
and thats my favorite melody.
but i cant read and i cant read and
i cant read between the things unseen
and i dont mind and i dont mind and i dont mind
if i dont find because ive tried
im absolutely definite
absolutley positive
absolutely definetly positive.
im absolutely definite
absolutley positive
absolutely definetly positive
im absolutely definite
absolutley positive
absolutely definetly positive.
and im absolutely definite
absolutley positive
absolutely definetly positively represented.

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song performed by Jason Mraz
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Absolutely Nothings Changed

Absolutely nothings changed
This is my heart talking
Its time to face reality
This spell Im under cant last much longer
Any fool can see
You come here with your promises
But I remember all the lies
I bought the laughter happy ever after
How could I be so blind so blind
Chorus
cause absolutely nothings changed
You play with my emotions
Ill live to fight another day
I m bruised but I ain t broken I aint broken
Now you say youre sorry
For everything you put me through
You wanna make up I just gotta wake up
Its the same old you
The same old you
Chorus
cause absolutely nothings changed
You play with my emotions
Ill live to fight another day
Im bruised but I aint broken aint broken
Ooh Ive been dreaming but its over now bad dreams are over now
Im gonna rise up rise above all the troubles and tears Im down but I aint out
Play with my emotions I maybe bruised I aint broken
cause absolutely nothings changed
At last my eyes are open
Im gonna live to fight another day
I maybe bruised but I ain t broken aint broken
cause absolutely nothings changed
Absolutely nothing
Ill live to fight another day
I maybe bruised but I ain t broken
cause absolutely nothings changed
Abolutely nothing
Im gonna live to fight another day I maybe bruised but I ain t broken
cause absolutely nothings changed

song performed by Tina Turner
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Maria By Callas

Cast: Fanny Ardant, Maria Callas, Aristotle Onassis, Vittorio De Sica, Pier Paolo Pasolini, Luchino Visconti, Omar Sharif, Brigitte Bardot, Elvira de Hidalgo, Jacqueline Kennedy, Giovanni Battista Meneghini

trailer for Maria By Callas, directed by Tom Volf (2017)
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Senator, I served with Jack Kennedy, I knew Jack Kennedy. Jack Kennedy was a friend of mine. Senator, you're no Jack Kennedy.

quote by Lloyd Bentsen
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A Swimmer Named Kennedy

When someone is a person of questionable integrity
and they have committed dubious acts in their past
many years of civil service to society and then they suddenly are befallen
with a fatal disease; (other than Liberalism….which is only a mental disorder)
why is it then that we always proceed to elevate
these immoral people to a higher level of respectability?
With no marginal reason ever given for their existence….

In memory of Mary Jo Kopechne (July 26,1940 – July 18,1969)
Who was left by United States Senator Ted Kennedy to drown in his car
after he drove it off of a bridge and into the water below; while intoxicated after a party. Senator Kennedy was married at the time of the accident and did not report the accident until much later that morning.
Senator Kennedy has never to this day claimed any responsibility for his actions.
Senator Kennedy has been recently diagnosed with brain cancer, and that is tragic,
but it doesn’t change his questionable character.

2008 © TS

poem by Ted Sheridan
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Jackie O

So you went to a party at Jacqualine Onassis
If you're so amart why don't you wear glasses
So you can see what you're doin' to me
So you can see what you're doin' to me
So you can see what tomorrow might bring
Underneath your breath you know I heard you cussin'
You were talkin' to my second cousin
Were you talkin' about me
Were you talkin' about me
You better put on your glasses so you can see
So you can see what tomorrow might bring
Can your daddy get us backstage passes
You know that we love to dance
Can your daddy give us backstage passes
With all his political power
With all his political power
It seems to me like you could dance better than you do
So you went to a party at Jacqualine Onassis
If you're so smart why don't you wear glasses
So you can see what the future might bring
So you can see what tomorrow might be

song performed by John Mellencamp
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They Aint Makin Jews Like Jesus Anymore

(kinky friedman)
Well, a redneck nerd in a bowling shirt was a-guzzlin lone star beer
Talking religion and-uh politics for all the world to hear.
they oughta send you back to russia, boy, or new york city one
You just want to doodle a christian girl and you killed gods only son.
I said, has it occurred to you, you nerd, that thats not very nice,
We jews believe it was santa claus that killed jesus christ.
you know, you dont look jewish, he said, near as I could figger
I had you lamped for a slightly anemic, well-dressed country nigger.
No, they aint makin jews like jesus anymore,
They dont turn the other cheek the way they done before.
He started in to shoutin and a-spittin on the floor,
lord, they aint makin jews like jesus anymore.
He says, i aint a racist but aristitle onassis is one greek we dont need
And them niggers, jews and sigma nus, all they ever do is breed.
And wops n micks n slopes n spics n spooks are on my list
And theres one little hebe from the heart of texas is there anyone I missed ?
Well, I hits him with everything I had right square between the eyes.
I says, Im gonna gitcha, you son of a bitch ya, for spoutin that pack of lies.
If theres one thing I cant abide, its an ethnocentric racist;
Now you take back that thing you said bout aristitle onassis.
No, they aint makin jews like jesus anymore,
We dont turn the other cheek the way we done before.
You could hear that honky holler as he hit that hardwood floor
lord, they sho aint makin jews like jesus anymore!
All right!
No, they aint makin jews like jesus anymore,
We dont turn the other cheek the way they done before.
You hear that honky holler as he hit that hardwood floor
Lord, they aint makin jews like jesus anymore.
Everybody!
They aint makin jews like jesus anymore,
They aint makin carpenters who know what nails are for.
Well, the whole damn place was singin as I strolled right out the door
lord, they aint makin jews like jesus anymore!
No, we aint makin jews like jesus anymore,
We dont turn the other cheek the way they done before.
Well, the whole damn place was singin as I strolled right out the door
lord, they aint makin jews like jesus anymore!

song performed by Kinky Friedman
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Lonely, Desparate, And Pathetic

Are you lonely?
Are you desperate?
Are you absolutely pathetic?

Just maybe.
Just maybe.

Shame, shame.
Calling names, never letting it go.
Don't you know?

Are you lonely?
Are you desperate?
Are you absolutely pathetic?

Just maybe.
Just maybe.

Paper cuts to the skin, call it cutting yourself.
Self mutilation, with the light touch.
Come on what joke I'd have more fun snorting line of coke.
Never done it, cause like you paper cuts its absolutely pointless.

Are you lonely?
Are you desperate?
Are you absolutely pathetic?

Just maybe.
Just maybe.

Giving all your money to men just so they will stay.
Then when they leave because you have no more.
You cut yourself yet again.
Like that's the cure.
You continuously try to get em back with desperate acts.
I would call you a prostitute but you got it all backwards.

Are you lonely?
Are you desperate?
Are you absolutely pathetic?

Just maybe.
Just maybe.

When you get angry you just stare so teary eyed like a puppy dog who's so alone.
You spit in the nice guys face an expect him to stay.
Well I say no way.
Girl your broken.
Money is no object to me.
So to throw it in my direction.

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song, lyrics by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Faceless Man

I'm dead.
Officially I'm dead. Their hope is past.
How long I stood as missing! Now, at last
        ;                 & nbsp;       &n bsp;       &nb sp;       &nbs p;   I'm dead.

Look in my face -- no likeness can you see,
No tiny trace of him they knew as "me".
How terrible the change!
Even my eyes are strange.
So keyed are they to pain,
That if I chanced to meet
My mother in the street
She'd look at me in vain.

When she got home I think she'd say:
"I saw the saddest sight to-day --
A poilu with no face at all.
Far better in the fight to fall
Than go through life like that, I think.
Poor fellow! how he made me shrink.
No face. Just eyes that seemed to stare
At me with anguish and despair.
This ghastly war! I'm almost cheered
To think my son who disappeared,
My boy so handsome and so gay,
Might have come home like him to-day."

I'm dead. I think it's better to be dead
When little children look at you with dread;
And when you know your coming home again
Will only give the ones who love you pain.
Ah! who can help but shrink? One cannot blame.
They see the hideous husk, not, not the flame
Of sacrifice and love that burns within;
While souls of satyrs, riddled through with sin,
Have bodies fair and excellent to see.
Mon Dieu! how different we all would be
If this our flesh was ordained to express
Our spirit's beauty or its ugliness.

(Oh, you who look at me with fear to-day,
And shrink despite yourselves, and turn away --
It was for you I suffered woe accurst;
For you I braved red battle at its worst;
For you I fought and bled and maimed and slew;
      &nbs p;         ;                 & nbsp;       &n bsp;       For you, for you!

For you I faced hell-fury and despair;
The reeking horror of it all I knew:
I flung myself into the furnace there;

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poem by Robert William Service
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