(With No Apologies to Ed McCurdy,
nor to Pete Seeger, nor Simon and Garfunkle, &c.)
Last night I had the strangest dream
I ever dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
to put an end to war
I dreamed I saw a mighty room
with women everywhere
And the paper they were signing swore
that fighting we’d forbear
Yet ere the paper’s ink could dry
a resistance male and red
Arose and swore ’twould fain expire
than by such trash be led
They wrote state laws to squelch the vote
and pushed “the right to life”
While ammo, guns, and camouflage
sold well and soon grew rife
And then I had a stranger dream
I’ll never dream again
I dreamed the world had next agreed
to put an end to men
