I, for one, know of no sweeter sight for a man's eyes than his own country.
A small rock holds back a great wave.
The only monster here is the gambling monster that has enslaved your mother, and I call him Gamblor!
The God of War will see fair play-he's often slain that wants to slay!
How delicate her feet who shuns the ground, Stepping a-tiptoe on the heads of men.
Guns aren't toys! They're for family protection, hunting dangerous or delicious animals, and keeping the King of England out of your face!