Nathan Hale Poem by Ima Ryma

Nathan Hale



General George Washington needed
A spy behind enemy lines.
So Captain Nathan Hale heeded
The call for sneak snooping designs.
Hale did not last long as a sneak.
Acquaintances gave him away,
And he was caught within a week,
And found guilty without delay.
Hanged at just twenty one years old,
His only regret was that he
Only had one life, so we're told,
To offer up for his country.

The C.I.A. does not deny
Nathan Hale's status as first spy.

Monday, July 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: history
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