Is it true
Stouthearted men
Stagger drunkenly
From a hard day’s labor?
Is it true they arise
Unscathed from it all
And yearn to overflow
With a pub's fleeting thrills?
Perhaps they swear?
Unashamed and brazen
Letting foul words stream
Behind each cigarette's
Cavalier plume
Or true valor lies
In the spun deeds of battle
The unending trash
Of primal man
Or does falsehood plague
What many
Foolishly hold dear?
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