Behind My Weakness

My foe feared not my follies
Therefore was fondly by them fooled
And was fogbound totally
They got trapped in an alley.

Their wagons wailed and waggled
As they fled they were ridiculed
For shelter they had struggled
Their secret was unraveled

Arms outstretched to the air
While the men who the nations ruled
Said war is only fair.
As they perch on their chair.