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See You in Fiddler's Green, Gentlemen ✊Until then We Fight

It's really stupid and sad AF that these two men are gone. THERAPIST 🍊thinks its ok if people die for his bullshit. I don't. I have all the respect in the world for these men. Maybe one day I'll meet them at Fiddler's Green.



Between now and then. though. there's much work to be done to take the power back from the criminals in DC that sacrificed them unconstitutionally.


ARREST THE PRESIDENT #FDT

IMPEACH THE WHOLE REGIME


Sending my love and respect to the families of these men who were willing to put their lives on the line for America. If we were all as patriotic as these two men, these two men would not be gone now.



"Fiddlers Green"


Halfway down the trail to Hell,

In a shady meadow green

Are the Souls of all dead Troopers camped,

Near a good old-time canteen.


And this eternal resting place

Is known as Fiddlers’ Green.


Marching past, straight through to Hell

The Infantry are seen.

Accompanied by the Engineers,

Artillery and Marines,

For none but the shades of Cavalrymen

Dismount at Fiddlers’ Green.


Though some go curving down the trail

To seek a warmer scene.

No Trooper ever gets to Hell

Ere he’s emptied his canteen.

And so rides back to drink again

With friends at Fiddlers’ Green.


And so when man and horse go down

Beneath a saber keen,

Or in a roaring charge of fierce melee

You stop a bullet clean,

And the hostiles come to get your scalp,

Just empty your canteen,

And put your pistol to your head

And go to Fiddlers’ Green.




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