Tag: war poem
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March Never Ends
On the march Marsh surrounds the marches My banners like separated arches rise high My forces marshalled, my powers Martian Power in the bowl when bull blood splashes in. On the March, the end of March April pulling in, Spring’s pulled pin Explodes in coloured sequin, printemps decoration fine as Cicero’s oration None of the…
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