“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
2 comments:
What is that overly large model of an erect PHALLUS doing sticking so impertinently out of that quaint looking black kiosk?
It's wooden, not steel. It's a completely different festival than the one in the video... ;)
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