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This is my first poem!

The name of my poem is "Flight of Doodles". The poem is in first- person. This is about a confederate man who is making fun of the union. The poem does not have a author. This poem also goes to a tune of a song. "Flight of Doodles Anonymous I come from old Manassas with a pocketful of fun, I killed forty Yankees with a single barreled gun; It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Big Yankee, little Yankee, all run or die! I saw all the Yankees at Bull Run, They fought like the devil when the battle first begun. But it don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, They took to their heels, boys -- you oughta seen 'em fly! I then saw a "Tiger" from the Old Cresecent City, He cut down the Yankees without any pity; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, We whipped the Yankee boys and made the boobies cry. I saw South Carolina, the first in The Cause, Shake the dirty Yankees till she broke all their jaws; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, South Carolina give 'em hell, boys -- root hog or die! I saw old Virginia, standing firm and true, She fought mighty hard to whip a mighty dirty crew; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Old Virginia's blood and thunder -- root hog or die! I saw old Georgia, the next in the van, She cut down the Yankees almost to a man; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Georgia fought the fight, boys -- root hog or die! I saw Alabama in the middle of the storm, She stood like a giant in the contest so warm; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Alabama fought the Yankees, boys, till the last one did fly! I saw Texas go in with a smile, But I tell you what it is, she made the Yankees bile. Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Texas is the devil, boys -- root hog or die! I saw North Carolina in the deepest of the battle. She knocked down the Yankees and made their bones rattle; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, North Carolina's got the grit, boys -- root hog or die! Old Florida came in with a terrible shout, She frightened all the Yankees till their eyes stuck out; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Florida's death on Yankees, boys -- root hog or die!" The whole poem is about a confederate man who is talking about the union. "I come from old Manassas with a pocketful of fun, I killed forty Yankees with a single barreled gun; It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Big Yankee, little Yankee, all run or die!" This part is a man talking about where he is coming from to fight. He saying how they beat the Yankee so easily. That he can kill any Yankee easy. "I saw all the Yankees at Bull Run, They fought like the devil when the battle first begun. But it don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, They took to their heels, boys -- you oughta seen 'em fly!" He saying how the Yankees were ready to fight. They fought crazy when the fight first started but toward the end they all started running away. "I then saw a "Tiger" from the Old Cresecent City, He cut down the Yankees without any pity; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, We whipped the Yankee boys and made the boobies cry." They saw a tiger killing the Yankees with out trying. The confederate whooped the Yankees and gave them bruises and made them cry. "I saw South Carolina, the first in The Cause, Shake the dirty Yankees till she broke all their jaws; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, South Carolina give 'em hell, boys -- root hog or die!" They South Carolina fighting with the Yankees and the Yankees were losing. So South Carolina give them all you got. Fight or die. "I saw old Virginia, standing firm and true, She fought mighty hard to whip a mighty dirty crew; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Old Virginia's blood and thunder -- root hog or die! Virginia was fighting and winning the war. They fought a good fight to win a big war. It was bloody so fight or die. "I saw old Georgia, the next in the van, She cut down the Yankees almost to a man; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Georgia fought the fight, boys -- root hog or die!" Georgia was the next in line to fight they beat them until they was just a couple left Georgia fought the fight. Fight or die. "I saw Alabama in the middle of the storm, She stood like a giant in the contest so warm; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Alabama fought the Yankees, boys, till the last one did fly!" They saw Alabama in the middle of the war. She was fight til the end. She was fighting till the last one ran away. "I saw Texas go in with a smile, But I tell you what it is, she made the Yankees bile. Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Texas is the devil, boys -- root hog or die!" Texas went into the war happy as can be. Texas made them bile. "I saw North Carolina in the deepest of the battle. She knocked down the Yankees and made their bones rattle; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, North Carolina's got the grit, boys -- root hog or die!" North Carolina was in the big part of the war. She beat the Yankees. Carolina gots the stuff so fight or die. "Old Florida came in with a terrible shout, She frightened all the Yankees till their eyes stuck out; Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I, Florida's death on Yankees, boys -- root hog or die!" Florida came in wild. She beat them up till they were all out of strength. Florida killed so many fight or die.

This is my second poem!

The night




The night was still, all of the men thought We should head back, but instead He made us keep going down the road.


As we went on a person walked right over A mine and his leg was blown right off. Then the captain said we ought to go back


As we were heading back, we heard bombs go off so we all got down, In addition, waited until the end of the fight.


When we got up, we went to the camp. As we got there the camp was destroyed. We found 800 dead and 3 alive.


Blood was pouring out of their body. We had nothing to cover up the blood. It was pouring like a waterfall.


That night the hole camp was bombed. I was the only one that lived. I was missing both of my legs.


Now when I think of the war I wished that I would have never gone into the war. I have nightmares every night.


From experience I would not go in the war, Unless you are planning on having A ruff life aright good night.

By Brian