Axis & Allies - damowords

The Agony of France
The French welcome the Nazi supermen,
Preferring peace to a resistant pain,
Tho rare alters midst the occupation
Bare secretly the cross of lost Lorraine;
Shining spirit
Of old Ambriorix
Repugnant in the spit of one imperatrix.
Canto III
The pivotal battles of Guadalcanal, El Alamein & Stalingrad
“Nazi batardes!” Veronique curs’d
Stubbing out her cigarette,
“They rape our contree & what’s worse
Les cochons fou have raped Annette!
Somebody has to be the first
To challenge that mind‐set,
We must form an arm’d group for resistance!”
“Domain…reviens dormir,” whisper’d Constance.
Slipping grace’fly to her lover,
Tongue‐probing lust to share
Under cover, like a glove her
Man thrust his must down there
& tho her panting sweet still did she long for lost Pierre.
Orleans
April
1942
O soldiers! For your ain dear sakes
For Scotlands & her land of cakes
Gie not her bairns sic deadly pakes
Nor be sae rude
Wi firelock or Lochaber aix
As spill their blude
Robert Fergusson