Why do we hate the french again?

lookout123 · 07-24-2005, 12:36 PM

OK, i'll fess up, i was being an ass in my response to you Marichiko - i shouldn't have insulted you. my apologies.

as far as the poem goes? the word "grow" is only present in the last line.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

07-24-2005, 12:36 PM	#10
lookout123 changed his status to single Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: Right behind you. No, the other side. Posts: 10,308	OK, i'll fess up, i was being an ass in my response to you Marichiko - i shouldn't have insulted you. my apologies. as far as the poem goes? the word "grow" is only present in the last line. In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. __________________ Getting knocked down is no sin, it's not getting back up that's the sin

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