Themanofbat
Never Mind the Buttocks...
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In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
You know, there used to be one of these threads popping up early on November 11th... I guess the world is indeed getting more apathetic.
Nonetheless, even though I'm not a big advocate on war and the military lifestyle, I can appreciate enough and give thanks to the thousands of soldiers that have given their lives so that I can complain on an Internet Message board and openly discuss my thoughts.
Thanks...
Mike
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
You know, there used to be one of these threads popping up early on November 11th... I guess the world is indeed getting more apathetic.
Nonetheless, even though I'm not a big advocate on war and the military lifestyle, I can appreciate enough and give thanks to the thousands of soldiers that have given their lives so that I can complain on an Internet Message board and openly discuss my thoughts.
Thanks...
Mike