The Hawks of War

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The hawks of War, drop bombs galore;

they float like a butterfly, and sting like a plane;

waiting and readying themselves, for more-

for even war, waits for war, in where a soldier waits for nothing;

seeing our boots on the ground is really truly something-

for the air hawks soar above the lines, like angels;

guardians over the winning side-

and savers of America’s very hide!

Copyrightcopyright March 27, 2014

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