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[sid] => 113677
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Fight Fight Fight
[time] => 2006-01-23 21:56:44
[hometext] => I put quite a bit of time and I'm rather happy with how it turned out.
[bodytext] => Many have died and more are to come, and the reason we fight, I do not know. Our general's a real bum, And mice just keep on biting my toe; But they say it must be done, and even if it's not fun, we must continue to Fight Fight Fight We could use a loaf or two but that's what the mice nibble & chew. They leave us nothing in return but that's the least of our concern cause we just have to Fight Fight Fight. The artillery just won't stop firing and bodies are hanging from the barbed wiring. My clothes are clinging to my skin. I'm so thirsty, I'd even drink gin. Despite all my problems we must still Fight Fight Fight. "Are our 2,000 lives worth just a foot?", I think to myselft as our commander tells us to stay put. And then he yells the charge command while the bunker & he, so close at hand. For what has he, to fear, that man? Nothing, I believe because he didn't charge and down go we as suddenly as it began as we hear the machine guns discharge. That is my life, probably how it will end, just because of this Fight Fight Fight. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 434 [topic] => 39 [informant] => anoreo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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