THE WAR

By
Bombers Bombin,
My life Away.
Artifacts destroyed,
By lifes dumb play.
People are dying,
From this poisonous spray,
This is all the words I say.
Soldiers go to war,
They have a good,
But terrible chore.
They risk their lives,
However they strive,
To save us from war.
The war,
Is a chore,
That is just not good.
To see peole die,
Trying to save our lives.
The least we can do,
Is pray for them,
And thank them,
for savong the lives they have saved.
Us all.





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