I can't, she's gone <br />so for England <br />our green and pleasant land <br />I sleep. <br />I've joined <br />that noddy band <br />of sleeping, <br />a pleasure <br />that's always on hand <br />as I lay here, <br />another afternoon spent <br />heaven sent. <br />I'll have another kip <br />to win that championship <br />as I sleep for England.<br /><br />George BernardBloodyShaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/weep-for-england/
