Armada

And I-I won't be stupid
State the obvious-pleasant platitudes
Bad policies-mega magnitude
Magnificent

And I-would not be surprises
If next door's roses died
And I-would not be overcome with grief
When, in the shadow's cast
The trees lose all their leaves

Two cheeks to the wind-three sheets to set sail
Bow in the storm-we'll die in the water
My armada-three sheets to set sail
Bow in the storm-we'll die in the water
Armada

And a head of wax-should not walk in the sun
Pride goes before the fall-let's make feathers fly
Two cheeks to the wind-three sheets to set sail
Bow in  the storm-we'll die on the water

My armada-led to the slaughter
My armada-nothing but murder
To conquer and blunder
Led to the slaughter
Nothing but murder
My armada


Eric Wincentsen                  "Telephone call for Dr. Paradox..."
Glendale Community College,             
Glendale, Arizona              "Hug the world and sit on its face!"
-Me