Breastwork Poems - Poems about Breastwork

......Duncan’s unit, the 42nd, was placed in the center of the mass, the French would crumble quick, he reckoned, when the lines started marching at last, not knowing that no orders had come, yet o......

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...Empty promises waft effortlessly through the air The vacuous bleating of self-important bloviators, Who claim the best interests of the noble citizenry Uppermost in their clever, plotting minds wh......

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...Mediocre son (me) crafts letter to his papa Impossible mission to escape end of life woe visit courtesy grim reaper inevitable for every mortal, whether he/she alive yesterday, today or tomor......

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