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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=431948" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Box</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once upon a time, in the land of Hush-A-Bye, <br>Around about the wondrous days of yore, <br>They came across a kind of box <br>Bound up with chains and locked with locks <br>And labeled 'Kindly do not touch; it's war.' <br>A decree was issued round about, and all with a flourish and a shout <br>And a gaily colored mascot tripping lightly on before. <br>Don't fiddle with this deadly box,Or break the chains, or pick the locks. <br>And please don't ever play about with war. <br>The children understood. Children happen to be good <br>And they were just as good around the time of yore. <br>They didn't try to pick the locksOr break into that deadly box. <br>They never tried to play about with war. <br>Mommies didn't either; sisters, aunts, grannies neither <br>'Cause they were quiet, and sweet, and pretty <br>In those wondrous days of yore. <br>Well, very much the same as now, <br>And not the ones to blame somehow <br>For opening up that deadly box of war. <br>But someone did. Someone battered in the lid <br>And spilled the insides out across the floor. <br>A kind of bouncy, bumpy ball made up of guns and flags <br>And all the tears, and horror, and death that comes with war. <br>It bounced right out and went bashing all about, <br>Bumping into everything in store.And what was sad and most unfair <br>Was that it didn't really seem to care <br>Much who it bumped, or why, or what, or for. <br>It bumped the children mainly. And I'll tell you this quite plainly, <br>It bumps them every day and more, and more, <br>And leaves them dead, and burned, and dying <br>Thousands of them sick and crying. <br>'Cause when it bumps, it's really very sore. <br>Now there's a way to stop the ball. It isn't difficult at all. <br>All it takes is wisdom, and I'm absolutely sure <br>That we can get it back into the box,And bind the chains, and lock the locks. <br>But no one seems to want to save the children anymore. <br>Well, that's the way it all appears, 'cause it's been bouncing round <br>for years and years <br>In spite of all the wisdom wizzed since those wondrous days of yore <br>And the time they came across the box, <br>Bound up with chains and locked with locks, <br>And labeled 'Kindly do not touch; it's war.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lascelles+Abercrombie">Lascelles Abercrombie</a><div class=q>
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Around about the wondrous days of yore, 
They came across a kind of box 
Bound up with chains and locked with locks 
And labeled 'Kindly do not touch; it's war.' 
A decree was issued round about, and a..."></div>
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