Tonight I'm feeling unattached
Unmatched
Unabashed
Mashed
Blended
'Spended'
Pended
Re­ndered
Rent
Lent
Out to the highest bidder
As they snigger
At their puppet.
I don't know how to stop it.
as I sit laughing into the precipice
A kiss of death
Away from oblivion
Get a ****** move on.

Perhaps I'll soon be gone

Perhaps I've been too long

Perhaps

We are pended down and in need of men. we lost 300 of our men send help we only have 20 agents  agenst there 4000 we will not sorvive the night i hope this letter gets to you soon if not tell my wife i love her.