Playing Risk in the dorm
Was their private Desert Storm
Never seen a soldier bleed
Yet they’re certain that we need
Lumps of hot, flying metal
To get our problems settled
They’re the tough-typing think-tankers
Sorry-ass war-wankers
They’re the last ones to get hurt
Hiding in their daughter’s skirt
Living in a world at peace
Losers can’t get no release
Richard W. Bray
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