Little Princes

Peasants are the fodder

To the angry jaw of war

Send your sons and daughters

To help sacrifice natural

The princes are rational

They never ever said they loved you

It's sincere I suppose

All little princes, try and take on despots roles

War Is…

The sport of Kings

Its gallant involving many things you know

Its in the books, the crosses row on row

Its in the epics in poetic prose

Bathed in champagne

Life is so eloquent

Jewel encrusted garments

Style so opulent

Compassions gone out of fashion

The hell with peace man!

I just want my rations!

By jingo if we can

They never ever said they loved you

It's sincere I suppose

All little princes, try and take on despots roles