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Arms And The Boy

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1 Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade
2 How cold steel is, and keen with hunger of blood;
3 Blue with all malice, like a madman's flash;
4 And thinly drawn with famishing for flesh.

5 Lend him to stroke these blind, blunt bullet-heads
6 Which long to muzzle in the hearts of lads.
7 Or give him cartridges of fine zinc teeth,
8 Sharp with the sharpness of grief and death.

9 For his teeth seem for laughing round an apple.
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SYLVA ONYEMA UBA 13 April 2018

Effective use of quatrain and rhyme scheme

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Libby 20 February 2018

Just Wow, we are studying him, and Wow

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Dawn Fuzan 27 April 2014

I like this one, its Good

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