To every man upon this earth
Death cometh sooner or late
And how can a man die better
Than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his Gods
What an idiot!
It's not you is it Mr Peanut?
SkidMark has to earn some cash to pay off his new bike.
Oooo I want one. Will someone buy it for me?
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
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