Comrades In Arms

or

A working girl meets a poet


We speak of Goya and the coming war,
(I fail to see the humor of its coming...)
I pause for her reply: a breathless "More..."
So I relate his genius and his cunning.
Her eyes are closed as I describe the scenes
Of occupation’s IN hu MAN i TEEEEEEEE,
DESASTRES DE LA GUERRA!!! avoidbyallmeans:
"Oh! Yes! That's it!" (She thinks it’s insanity.)
Napoleonic tactics, shown to fail
In drawing after drawing, will come to pass.
Can't you hear the women and children wail?
Innocent people slaughtered to the last?!

Can you feel it now, the anguish and the dread?
(She thinks: "Dear Gawd! I hope he's got da hundred...")

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