So much for flower-power, English females now get cauliflower ears from wrestling and playing rugby, and, in Afghanistan, they are...

Poem 211 of 230: AT FRONT LINES

I can't suckle a baby -
    God planned on some divisions;
Women are with war-weapons -
    We have fallen morally.

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