Win the War
We must win the war,
Energy still raw;
With foes wipe the flour;
Not for us a sore…
To lose is a flaw,
End up in some jaw,
Long opened bad door;
Death would try its gnaw…
In battles the fore
As eagles to soar
Like lions to roar
Where gun fire is core…
Now, speech is a bore
Some speeches strength tore
Cow horns that folks gone
We all know Death sure…
But seek not life more,
Man picks what’s in store,
This counsel a lore,
Your boat row with oar,
Change of mind worse whore…
To remain member
These remember.
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