Tuesday 29 September 2009

1067 - Stranglehold

This year the Tower of London was begun
And Winchester Castle was also built
The stranglehold tightening beneath our chin
That Norman bastard immune to his guilt
Not only then, but ever since, blood spilt
Red and white, defending ill-gotten gains
Invasion turned outward now, with the Celt
The French, the Indian fleeing their own plains
And heading for the hills with our refrain
Of longbow arrows, cannon, knife and gun
A pleasant serenade; the pipes and kilts
Adding ethnic diversity, the strain
Of Scottish airs over the great Asian
Mountain ridges as shallow graves are filled
Thur 6 Aug

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