Out Of Business

LonesomeWanderer
Jun 7, 2016 · 1 min read

Three Old Them, were sitting in a tree,
dangling their legs, they were having some tea;
One had a turban on, One had cross,
while the other One’s head were covered in moss.
“why the hell did we do that for?”, “yeah, God damn!”
“stop! we’re Lords you idiots! please be calm!”
“okay”, “I agree”, “yeah”, and then they went silent,
birds were chirping, there was peace, nobody was violent.
The Three Old Them had nothing else to do,
And so they sat and watched;
People were happy, people made merry,
But they felt they had got it botched.
“you know, I think we shouldn’t have killed evil..”
“now look at us, forgotten and shunned, poor devil..”
“out of businees we went, all of us..”, “ what a shame..”
“oh man..now who will kill each other in our name?!”
ashamed, horrified, aghast at what they had done,
Three Old Them, sat silent in the tree, sadder than none.

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