Hymn
oh say can you see by the dead army's fright.
was so loudly we failed by the moonlight's last screaming
yankee doodle came through town
riding on a poor soul. he denied his freedom and his weak ride even more so.
god shed his disgrace on thee,
from melting icecap's majesty
from fee to dining fee.
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