TOUGHER TIMES
THAN THESE
When in the Confederate Army, I guess,
do what the Confederates say. Isn't that
the way : it goes? Battle flags? Commemorate
the final loss? Commiserate with all the dead?
Let's visit Andersonville instead.
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Airpower could have won the war for us :
if only we had figured that out. Blast those
Yankees where they sleep. Dead to Smithereens.
My life has now become instead a boiling
cauldron of illicit blood. I want to cheat
the snakes at what they do. I want to
revenge those gone, a time or two.
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