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Michael Pruchnicki


French Battalions


every class that graduates marches
in slow cadence

drilled in parade ground etiquette
ranks of men in white kepis

swear allegiance to the tricolor
and to the foreign legion

men of every country sent to serve
in far flung outposts

of a faded empire
quaint reminders of a lost time

Submitted: Wednesday, February 27, 2008

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