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The Bayonet

This bloody steel
Has killed a man.
I heard him squeal
As on I ran.
 
He watched me come
With wagging head.
I pressed it home
And he was dead.
 
Though clean and clear
I’ve wiped the steel,
I still can hear
That dying squeal.
Autres oeuvres par Wilfrid Wilson Gibson...



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