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Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 9:41 PM UTC
The ******* Up Brigade (Monorhyme)
Behind the pomp and circumstance The celebrations and parades Remember those who battled The platoons and the brigades Take some time to think now Of the freedoms we possess Of who fought the battle Those who didn't second guess Respect the soldiers duty Give thanks to those who served A handshake and a smile Is worth a thousand words It might be a long weekend That many now will never see Think of them this weekend And give their life some dignity Now, go and have a hotdog Ride the float in the parade Enjoy the fireworks exploding Have a Happy Memorial Day
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
Memorial Day
“Did I hesitate a moment? Did I stop and wonder why? We were ordered to attack from some blunderer up high. We were all, I think, afraid. Who wouldn’t be right then? Those Russians were entrenched and had artillery with them. We must have looked magnificent on our chargers riding high As we rode for God and Country, we knew Death was standing by. I saw my brother Henry die and more brave lads besides. We dressed the line and galloped on, We who were about to die. My horse was shot from under me and that threw me to the sod. The battle sounded distant and my left arm felt quite odd. Some Shrapnel cut my face and thigh, but I saw many worse. Some men called for their mothers, others raged and cursed. Our gallant charge was broken by effective cannon fire. There were many horses riderless like the one that I acquired. When I got back behind our lines, I thanked my equine friend. Then I realized he’d been Henry’s mount when this travesty began. I’m sure there will be an inquiry into how this was misplayed. It is then I’ll tell my tale about our murdered light brigade.”
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 8:53 AM UTC
For God and Country