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A free-form poem I came up with. |
| Placed into gory battle, Soldiers walk to their death Doom impending But they are unrelenting Placed into gory battle, Soldiers fire at the enemy Lethal flies buzzing through the air Missing their necks by just a hair Placed into gory battle, Soldiers fight through dark hordes Weapons ablaze with righteous fury Fingers never weary Placed into gory battle, Soldiers are the ultimate peacemakers Using fully automatic quills, They sign their names in many a bill Placed into gory combat, Their signatures create uneasy peace Scars of war when they return All we can do is shower them with concern Placed into gory battle, Soldiers walk to their death Doom impending But they are unrelenting (This ones for you, Caleb!) |