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“Then charge and cheer and bubbling sobs of death,

We hovered on their front. Like swarming bees

Their spraying bullets came⁠—no time for breath.

I saw men’s stomachs fall out on their knees;

And shouting faces, while they shouted, freeze

Into black, bony masks. Before we knew

We’re into them⁠ ⁠… ‘Swine!’⁠—‘Die, then’⁠—‘That’s for you.’