Munee, Munee, Munee...

 

Munee, munee, munee - that was their only cry
Shallow, shallow, shallow - they'll never touch the sky
"Gimmee a footballer wiva hunky wad, that'll make me smile",
Listen to them in the clubs, poles apart with their pseudo guile.
 
What hope for the future were we all to choose that path,
looking out for number one only - don't make me laugh,
for that's the surest way to bring more disasters to the world ,
better by far if we could all stand, with flags of unity unfurled.
 
©Rhumour
August 19th 2011
 

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<Deleted User> (8730)

Sun 21st Aug 2011 17:18

I totally agree with your sentiments. I try and help people all the time and I walk awy from nasty people....

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Sun 21st Aug 2011 11:26


"were we all to choose that path"

if we were Dave
what a sorry state the world
would be in without doubt.

good poem Monsieur Dunn.

Stef.

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