A Boy Called Marian
By JP McMenamin
Neo-Conservative
Wore a gun
A bit to the right
Of Atilla the Hun.
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Icon of the silver screen
With a funny walk
Monosyllabic, halting speech
Found it hard-to-ah-talk.
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Always spoiling for a fight
Bandana, scarlet red
Bullets flying everywhere
Bad guys laying dead.
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As time wore on he got confused
Brain got sizzled always boozed
Nuke the bastards he would say
鈥淕od鈥檚 behind the USA.鈥
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Gave his views on world affairs
It was always black and white
America 鈥 the USA
Was always in the right.
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Hung his six guns every night
On nail above his bed
Secretly, he wore a wig
On his bald eagle head.
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His films had a sameness
No patron of the arts
He played himself in every one
No variance, in the parts.
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Acting like a Statesman
Laying down the law
If anyone could disagree
He鈥檇 punch them in the jaw
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He became a cartoon figure
To watch him caused me pain
In time, he even came to believe
That his name was big John Wayne.
How sad.
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