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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Veteran</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">John Jackson, once a soldier bold,<br>Hath still a martial feeling;<br>So, when he sees a foe, behold!<br>He charges him-with stealing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He cares not how much ground to-day<br>He gives for men to doubt him;<br>He's used to giving ground, they say,<br>Who lately fought with-out him.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When, for the battle to be won,<br>His gallantry was needed,<br>They say each time a loaded gun<br>Went off-so, likewise, he did.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And when discharged (for war's a sport<br>So hot he had to leave it)<br>He made a very loud report,<br>But no one did believe it.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ambrose+Bierce">Ambrose Bierce</a></strong></div>

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