Oh Lord, bring the time that I may cease
loading these planes and get off my knees
they look quite swollen, and oh so bruised
and of which one’s which, I’m quite confused
but it would be nice to stand up straight
and not my knees to irritate
so listen now to my merry tune
Oh Lord, please make that time come soon.
(Dedicated to the armourers of the world)
Copyright © Mike Hillier 1990 to 2000