.......She Country.......

Don't you know?
the walking dead don't smell the hoe.
she's sneaky like that,
smiles from head to toe.
she goes sometimes,
to far away lands,
of far away times,
but she knows.
her history is here to stay,
burnt into every flag that waves to the day,
union jack of united cellar souls,
rotten water holes,
Iraqi deathcamp Idahoes,
they shake the hands of fellow foes,
feeling guilty sweat on palms,
that grab for every bit of life and home.
It's gone my friends,
the big bad wolf blew it down.