[Critique Group 1] Leonard's submission (I made it)

[tuchyner5 at aol.com]

Whose Camelot Are You Talking about, Anyway?

 

Every tribe had a magic time,

like the Big-Rock-Candy Mountain,

where bums could stay and play all day

and didn’t need any money.

 

Oh yeah, I have heard of that place --

so long ago we can’t recall,

where there weren’t no sin at all

and not enough kin for feudin’,

where the Great Landlord gave The Man

all he’d ever need for eatin’.

 

Things were great in my great grandpappy’s time,

where gentlemen could have fun all day,

with a wife at home to cook their meals.

Happy slaves sang and boogied all night

and did all of the cotton pickin’.

 

I heard of a time long ago,

when valorous God-fearing men

sailed the wild, stormy ocean brine,

when they learned of savage heathens.

Glory be, these brave, pious men

fought to redeem those unclean souls.

In repayment, these thankful throngs

gave up their vile ignorant ways,

with their sinful glittering gold,

to the men of the pious fold.

 

Why can’t we go back to those times,

when things were the way they should be?

 

Don’t you worry, brother.

We’ve got a working plan

to bring back the good old days.
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