B-52
Teams B-52
Top~Gun
Plan Flight
Against The
Accusier Pasted.
Take Shelter
On Lands Of
Smoldering,
Smoke.
..." A Sudden
Blast, In Dulged Light,
Covered~Up Among
Dessert Storm.
An ARMY Of Men,
Devoured Company
To ExPlode In A
Flamming Rush.
ReBuilds Confidence, I
Must Fight, Drag, Pull;
and Carry out This Heavy
Load.
So Here Stand's My
Brother's and Sister's
Side-by-Side, Full
Armored.
"I Sulute with Honors."
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