Cocksoldiers And Their Postwar Stubble

If you could imagine this

You're not to blame

This is one thing that you missed

I know it's not the same



Bend your rules in healing halls

Poisoned rain

Of the scavenger of sports

That you found to be insane



Realize the entertainment

Rise above the self-containment

Compromise will be the arrangement

For the cocksoldiers

And their postwar stubble

And dream tonight



Repeat all but the second part.




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