Country, Country,
Quite contrary,
How do your problems grow?
With lies and bells,
And cracked up shells,
Brought by 'Politicos'
And so it was and it is now and forever it will be! our only hope for our happiness is living out at sea!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we all are to blamed, , , , nice lines, , ,