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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=80133" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Box</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This poem was first released on the poems, prayers and promises album. it is the only album it has been released on.<br>Once upon a time in the land of hushabye<br>Around about the wondrous days of yore<br>I came across a sort of box<br>Bound up with chains and locked with locks<br>And labelled kindly do not touch, its war<br>Decree was issued round about<br>All with a flourish and a shout<br>And a gaily coloured mascot tripping lightly on before<br>Dont fiddle with this deadly box or break the chains or pick the locks<br>And please, dont ever play about with war<br>Well, the children understood<br>Children happen to be good<br>They were just as good around the time of yaw<br>They didnt try to pick the locks, or break into that deadly box<br>They never tried to play about with war<br>Mummies didnt either<br>Sisters, aunts, grannies neither<br>Cause they were quiet and sweet and pretty in those wondrous days of yaw<br>Well, very much the same as now, not the ones to blame somehow<br>For opening up that deadly box of war<br>But someone did<br>Someone battered in the lid<br>And spilled the insides out across the floor<br>A sort of bouncy, bumpy ball made up of guns and flags and all the tears and horror and the death that goes with war<br>It bounced right out<br>And went bashing all about<br>And bumping into everything and stored<br>And what was sad and most unfair is that it didnt seem to care who much it bumped<br>Or why, or what, or for<br>It bumped the children mainly<br>And Ill tell you this quite plainly<br>It bumps them every day, and more and more, and leaves them dead and burned and dying<br>Thousands of them sick and crying<br>Cause when it bumps, its really very sore<br>Now theres a way to stop the ball<br>It isnt difficult at all<br>All it takes is wisdom, Im absolutely sure that we could get it back into the box<br>And buy the chains and lock the locks<br>No one seems to want to save the children any more<br>Well, thats the way it all appears<br>Cause its been bouncing round for years and years<br>In spite of all the wisdom wiz since those wondrous days of yaw<br>And the time they came across the box<br>Bound up with chains and locked with locks<br>And labelled kindly do not touch, its war<br>Words by lascelles</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by John Denver - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Once upon a time in the land of hushabye
Around about the wondrous days of yore
I came across a sort of box
Bound up with chains a..."></div>
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