The 19te Prussian Infantry - Going Strong Since 2011 **Round Siete**

[GunMan1942]

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

[Moldplayer]

I'm fine.

[GunMan1942]

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

[LiquidSkorpion]

I'm fine.

Why be fine when you can be mine. Ayyyyyy

[Moldplayer]

Who knows? Maybe we're better off without him.

[GunMan1942]

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

[Moldplayer]

Yo! Whose turn to do dishes?

[GunMan1942]

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

[Isara]

Moldy, a true hero for all earth

[GunMan1942]

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

[Eternal]

Sometimes I dream about cheese.

[Patriot32]

Do tell.

[Banksy2306]

Woke up this morning to someone trimming the hedge that runs along the road opposite my house. I really hate petrol hedge trimmers.

[GunMan1942]

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

[Shadow]

Cheese whiz on a Friday! Have fun at the line battle.