I, unfortunately, saw lot of crying.
Sadly, enough, I saw a lot of dying
As whistling artillery shells kept flying
O'er soldiers trapped in war, no denying.
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Great poem.
They fought
They thought not
Each feeling hot
Slinging the shot
Smoking pot
Political rot
Fighting for big shots
And lot of bigotry
What a shame
How lame
Wasting lifes
Broken knives
Brandishing rifles
Like eating trifles
Ka ka kabooom
Went the bomb
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Great poem. They fought They thought not Each feeling hot Slinging the shot Smoking pot Political rot Fighting for big shots And lot of bigotry What a shame How lame Wasting lifes Broken knives Brandishing rifles Like eating trifles Ka ka kabooom Went the bomb