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A Grim Battle
Posted by Douglas, Feb 1, 2009. 1140 views. ID = 2293
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The soldiers stood and stared across the line
At dreadful foes with guns and bayonets.
The ground below was strewn with hidden mines,
Yet bravely they attacked with no regrets.
As day led on to twilight's gath'ring gloom,
Determined men fought o'er contested ground
While eager Death led many to their doom
And corpses piled, a grim and grisly mound.
This tragedy of tanks and men and guns,
'Twas too abhorrent ever to discuss.
But when, at last, it all was said and done,
The battle's outcome was determined thus:
Though I was pleased to have obtained a seven,
My stupid little brother rolled eleven.
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