There is a man on every camp
whose parentage is in question
they call him SWO, and as you know
you dare not give suggestion.

Now he roams around the camp each day
you’ll never hear him coming
until he’s right on top of you
then it’s just too late for running.

He’ll bawl you out, as loud as he can
you dare not ‘if’, or “but”
and the very least you can expect
is told, to get your haircut.

Say doesn’t it seem so strange to you
some even might say odd
that the nearest that you’ll get to him
is the one that they call God.

Copyright © Mike Hillier 1990 to 2000

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