Just to say I'm still around...

Ananymous sent me this very funny and very true (at least once upon a time) poem a while ago on email.

"Sing a Song of Europe"

Sing a song of Europe, highly civilized,
Four and twenty nations wholly hypnotised,
When the battle opens, the bullets start to sing -
Isn't it a silly way to act for any King?

The Kings are in the background, issuing commands,
The Queens are in the parlours, per etiquette's demand;
The bankers in the country house are busy multiplying
The common people at the front are doing all the dying.

- Anonymous