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Old Man

Member since 2002 · Posted 16 Jan 2003 · 4 comments

Old Man Today I met an old man in a worn out dirty raincoat. Who said he'd been a soldier, and had fought four years in France. He didn't look a soldier, he looked so frail and feeble. So far away from fighting, in the fields where poppies dance.

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[n/a] god'swife 16-Jan-03/3:25 AM Reply

So we kicked the shit out of him and hit him hard in the head with our bong, man. Then the police came and said the dude was dead.

[n/a] Ranger 16-Jan-03/7:44 AM Reply

I met an old guy in France who was a soldier many years before. He spoke better English than most Englishmen.

[9] horus8 16-Jan-03/2:41 PM Reply

I'm partial to poppies and soldiers, and revolution. Not just because i have the band morphine blaring 11 currently either. nice quick verse here. cut and dry. have a 9.

[1] fuzzylogic 3-Mar-04/11:17 PM Reply

leaves you hang(no real end)