Thursday, May 10, 2007

Down at Queens Quay











Steel?
We have no butter,
But I ask you
Would you rather have butter or guns?
Shall we import lard or steel?
Let me tell you Prepardness makes us powerful,
Butter merely makes us fat? Lard?

1 comment:

Belmondo Cafe said...

Quite the little photographer extraodinaire arn't we now.
Weird poem.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY LASTFM IS JOKES.