A poem by Mr. Wild Dingo

Dauntless flew young scarecrow blue
Unfettered he, from sac set free

Fearless into trouble’s jaws
While wild scrambled monster’s paws

Beauty’s yellow eyes not pleased
O’er that which trouble’s jaws hath seized

Tattered now brave hero’s breast
Soon be he empty, soon he’ll rest

Of whitest mettle thus freed
And brave end, sadly be decreed

I See London, I see France...
Traitors!

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