Mad Dogs And Englishmen Poem by David Lacey
Mad Dogs And Englishmen
And so it came to be
That the children of Albion lay
Burnt to a cinder in the shade
Hiding now from the sun
That only yesterday they so much adored
And absorbed.
Peeling skins and aging grins.
Mad dogs and Englishmen.
Monday, June 8, 2009
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