A Ditty Composed During Insomnia at the Brink of Possible War
Now I lay me down to sleep.
Nations have promises to keep,
And Ukraine restless in their beds
With Russian guns up to their heads.n
Oh we would win, so it would seem,
The news-man says with eyes agleam,
Yet Ukraine's restless in their beds
With Russian guns up to their heads.
The blessed nuns are praying much
For peace and love and such and such,
Yet Ukraine's restless in their beds
With godless guns up to their heads.
We'll yet again prepare for war,
To keep the Russians from our door
Oh bless the Ukraine in our stead
With all those guns up to their heads.
By Jennifer Knox
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