In Gettysburg at break of day
The hosts of war are held in leash
To gird them for the coming fray,
E'er brazen-throated monsters flame,
Mad hounds of death that tear and maim.
Ho, boys in blue,
And gray so true,
Fate calls to-day the roll of fame, fren.
7 comments
1 Nikai_Vi 2019-01-20
Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton Old times there are not forgotten Look away, look away, look away Fren World
1 NotArgentineSS 2019-01-20
In Fren World, where I was born in,
Early on one frosty mornin'
Look away, Look away,
Look away, Fren World.
1 cubicthreads 2019-01-20
In Gettysburg at break of day The hosts of war are held in leash To gird them for the coming fray, E'er brazen-throated monsters flame, Mad hounds of death that tear and maim. Ho, boys in blue, And gray so true, Fate calls to-day the roll of fame, fren.
1 IshyOQGX 2019-01-20
Confrenderate
1 AfterC 2019-01-20
Frixie
1 FuddPacker1928 2019-01-20
The War if Nonfren Agression
1 Anthrosi 2019-01-20
no more fren wars