Best Saddling Poems
Saddling Up AnywayHis hands shook as he sat
On the side of the muddy shell ridden road
He had the makings of a cigarette down pat
But the shaking meant no smoke to ease his load
So he gave up on it then and stood tall
As he placed his Lewis...
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Categories:
saddling, remembrance day, war,
Form:
Ballad