Array ( [sid] => 177914 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Revolution Night [time] => 2014-03-09 11:39:09 [hometext] => Some thoughts on the French Revolution and the subsequent bloodshed in the Reign of Terror. [bodytext] => Dressed up peaky pale
In fashion, white of deathly throes
With foppish wigs and houndish tails
The damned do march, themselves the foes

Or did they prance from right,
From moral wind divinely sought,
To fire on revolution night,
To cruel an act, so swiftly brought

For Madame has no foes,
But victims claimed for her own,
With edicts only to dispose,
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Revolution Night
Date: Sunday, 9th March 2014 @ 11:39:09 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: robbig60
Dressed up peaky pale
In fashion, white of deathly throes
With foppish wigs and houndish tails
The damned do march, themselves the foes

Or did they prance from right,
From moral wind divinely sought,
To fire on revolution night,
To cruel an act, so swiftly brought

For Madame has no foes,
But victims claimed for her own,
With edicts only to dispose,
From those aloft the righteous throne.

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