Dulce et Decorum Est - Wilfred OwenBent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs, And towards our distant rest began to trudge. Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots…
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When they killed vaudeville, TV is the box they buried it in
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Workers of the world unite?
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