It's hard to see
Why one would be
A soldier
In the Infantry.
Well, I was there,
Marched on that square;
And I don't care
That people stare.
They have the right
But, in that light,
Should not incite
That for which they will not fight.
Aug 17, 2025
Aug 17, 2025 at 5:47 PM UTC
It's hard to see
Why one would be
A soldier
In the Infantry.
Well, I was there,
Marched on that square;
And I don't care
That people stare.
They have the right
But, in that light,
Should not incite
That for which they will not fight.
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