Making Up the Number's
Striding outside the castle wall's
On stricken donkey's
With only a Mexican blanket for a saddle
The rider pinces
For king and country
My stomach is hungry
As are the wizened children
Behind the gates
Conscripted to the work house's
The furnaces blast
In metal casts
Swelling the army
Making up the number's
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