Remember, remember
The fifth of November
When gunpowder smoke fills the air
What a quaintly British affair
Gathering with friends and family
And oohing and aahing with glee
The heat from the fire is hellish
As Hotdogs are eaten with relish
But as another hot chocolate you drink
If you took just a moment to think
Ask how such traditions thrive?
As you symbolically burn a man alive
Comments
Dodgystrawberry | November 5, 2010 - 21:50
I like this! I think a lot of Bitish history is quite bloody & how quaint we turn it all - gives us hope maybe! but quite contradictory as well. I like how we go from nice, soothing hot chocolate to burning a man alive here!
Biggus | November 5, 2010 - 22:59
Thank you