Last night as I walked back home
I turned skyward into that old decorated headless body of Orion's,
Eyeing the aging general's epaulets, resting stiffly over the hours;
He likes to relax with a whiskey and soda and a cigar,
But he won't do it
Where the eyes of the world are watching;
He likes to combine war crimes with an old-fashioned decorum.
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