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Entry for The 1497 Aug -Sep no 2 Poetry Contest: Sponsored by: Brian Strand Date wrote 30th August 26

The Bodies Lay

The bodies lay in rigid rows,
each one with tag upon their toes.
Some with names: Teddy, Frank, or Joe;
but most are simply marked John Doe,
some torn apart; some no one knows.
The sky is full of cawing crows
and heavy with the winter snows;
while in the churned up mud below,
the bodies lay.
They fought those they were told were foes
in battles that they never chose;
“It is your duty, off you go.”
“Good man, chipper! Jolly good show.”
They know not where; I don’t suppose
the bodies lay.
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