Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Actually, Thankfulness starts today.
Stitched together from dead bodies by Mike C. at November 11, 2009
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  1. AnonymousNovember 11, 2009 at 1:58 PM

    Amen.

    On that note: find and wear a poppy today.


    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.

    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.

    Take up our quarrel with the foe:
    To you from failing hands we throw
    The torch; be yours to hold it high.
    If ye break faith with us who die
    We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
    In Flanders fields.

    — Lt.-Col. John McCrae (1872 - 1918)

    Fester

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  2. Mike C.November 11, 2009 at 2:01 PM

    Amen right back. Thank you!

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