Blood on Our Hands
P. Schultz
May 10, 2014
Blood on our hands.
Who’d of thunk it?
What’s that you say?
Some blood is from your dead son?
Gee, so sorry, but it had to be done.
Even if the war couldn’t be won!
Here's a flag for when your spirits sag.
We give it with our thanks, no gag.
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