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Leon Gellert, 'War!'
War!
When my poor body died, —Alas!
I watched it topple down a hill
And sink beside a tuft of grass.
…….. I laughed like mad,
……. and laughing still
I bowed and thanked the bit of shell
That set me free and made me glad.
Then quietly,
I strolled to Hell.
by Leon Gellert
When my poor body died, —Alas!
I watched it topple down a hill
And sink beside a tuft of grass.
…….. I laughed like mad,
……. and laughing still
I bowed and thanked the bit of shell
That set me free and made me glad.
Then quietly,
I strolled to Hell.
by Leon Gellert