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The question posed
Let's all line up single file
He shouted to his men
They picked themselves up off the ground
And lined right up again
This way! he shouted passionately
And showed the men his back
Then started marching double time
Leaving a distinct track
For all the nights when he sat up
With his advising men
To try to figure out the where
They why and also when
The cloud of his not knowing
Hung above his forthright brow
And all the men joined in with him
Not knowing why or how
Still on they plunged into the fray
Swinging both left and right
Their group maintaining discipline and
Cohesion in the fight
Til none were left on two strong legs
Not one on either side
Except of course for the leader
Who never ran to hide
But when he looked around the field
To see what he had won
He realized that he could see
Not fertile soil
No greened tree
No nothing there a prize for he
And laughing hysterically
He wondered at the son
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