• Sitting
    Sitting is fun no more,
    Sitting by is so much a bore,
    I sit,
    You sit,
    I look,
    You watch,
    And then I see the actions,
    All for naught,
    So I shall stand,
    And walk through the whizzing bullets,
    Slowly look at death in its eye,
    And I then shall say,
    “Your annoying, go away!”