There was a young buck 'board a bus
who, when bruis'd 'bout his shanks, broach'd a fuss.
Later on, dans Le Cour,
his valet observ'd, "Your
coat's lapel button fixin' needs...thus!"
I sing of arms and the man... ...not his farm and gas mine... (This is a tale of heroes in war, not agribusiness and the energy sector.)
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