An Ode To Louis
As I sit here on this bench
Oh I wish I wish I was French
He has a certain flair
He posts without a care
He could be the smartest man in the room
But then again he could be holding the broom
Such an asset to the forum
Lest we fall into the doldrum
Sitting there in gay Pariee
Probably reading, under a tree
So mon cher live your life
then settle down and take a wife (an a mistress)
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There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
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