I can't, she's gone
so for England
our green and pleasant land
I sleep.
I've joined
that noddy band
of sleeping,
a pleasure
that's always on hand
as I lay here,
another afternoon spent
heaven sent.
I'll have another kip
to win that championship
as I sleep for England.
George BernardBloodyShaw
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/weep-for-england/
