Custer’s Last S-it
When Custer saw those Indians prepared for battle,
his teeth and knees were heard to rattle.
And though it’s not official, only prattle –
still the Army has sworn never to tattle –
his rear began sinking in more than his saddle.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2025
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