Rise o' Compatriots, gather thy Chariots;
Harbingers summoned blisters in riots;
Frosty seedlings break thy veil rots;
Save the rest, the metal rusts;
Awake now else at all costs.
Rise o' Camaraderie, thy heart shield;
A sight beyond thy arsenal wield;
March gallantly unto thy open field;
Align abreast an awry aide;
Awake now, else by the blade.
Rise o' Commanders, thy wand shoots;
Keep thy lids apart upon the loots;
Forget not thy compass for a pair of boots;
Humming bellows un lowered roots;
Awake now, else by the crooks.
Rise o' Comrades, thy trudging strength;
Get ready a walk to any length;
Firm toes strides, smooth or bent;
Pray thee guides, spirits of Lent;
Awake now, else more anguish vents...
By:
Johnnygan (Beryl Ace)
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