The Fullest of Crypts is in the Open Air

Soldier 1

The day starts with a very weird order.

Form up, full battle rattle,

Not a drill, nor training.

The briefing lasts an hour.

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We're headed to a nearby border,

All at once like deadly cattle.

Even though it's raining,

MREs are opened and devoured.

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We've all been bored this quarter.

Waiting to get in the saddle.

Everyone's looking, but no-one is craning.

Colonel looks sour.

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"Well troops, it looks like time is shorter

And we are going into battle.

Remember to breath, no straining.

Everyone gets one last shot. This is yours."