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'A gaping silken dragon,/Puffed by the wind, suffices us for God./We, not the City, are the Empire's soul:/A rotten tree lives only in its rind.'

Friday, 23 March 2012

an errror!

My apologies, dear readers. I am at a loss to explain how this happened. Horse, centre company, light company, battalion gun .... and, er:

The grenadiers!
God Save the King!

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