Quiet on the home front <br />Parties at war exhausted <br />Their pens dripping venom <br />Of Scoundrel <br />And blood <br />Of Poet <br />Their hearts hardened <br />By Satan's folly <br />Their egos <br />Sated<br /><br />His Homeynence Sir Peckerwood Ali III<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-re-number-1/
