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Playing Cards In Church
- I had been on a long hike with my men from Juno to the Ardennes on the way my comrade lost a leg and my Mother had passed away when I had sailed the Atlantic to Uk shores But please don't court martial me Mentally, I had my own war within and without there in the Ardennes Carcuses of men black burned in half and smouldering at every turn a panser tank could jump a hedge and crush But please don't court martial me Trapped in a compound a village with refugees between the German's and our position and all we slaughtered and we walked on by guns slung in shame and on to Germany Please don't court martial me We marched on and on a quiet calm of trumping feet our boots 10 feet apart in the mid day fog and then a village wrecked and shot to the ground with shell but no one to be seen Please don't court martial me The padre calls out and orders us to rest in the church still mostly intact A service is called and we come to attention men in this Godly place I place a deck of cards across the bench in front and mutter to myself Please don't court maritial A lieutenent charges over.Why are you playing cards in church soldier. Sir, I have no bible and see the Ace as but one God the two is the two testaments the three as three wise men.The four is the gospels, the Knave as Joseph, the Queen as Mary, And on. Please don't court martial me.
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