Jack Canuck To Uncle Sam (Abner Cosens Poems)
Take down your old gun, Uncle Sammy, All your pockets with cartridges cram; The war fogs that ...
Take down your old gun, Uncle Sammy, All your pockets with cartridges cram; The war fogs that ...
We condemn, with hot curses, the Hun For his piracy, perjury, pride, For his nameless atrocities done, ...
In times like these, each heart decrees A law unto itself; What shall it be for you ...
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