Incendiary Rain

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The rain is so soft

Against the hooches

It flows upon the loft

And clings to the men's remains

The rain falls into the ground

And rolls over the green leaves

Where mix in a pond

And start fiery disease

The charred soldiers breathe through the rain

And march on through the soil

The mine explodes with pain

Soldiers find themselves in turmoil

Johnson remains determined to fight

More parachutes come from the sky

The battle drags through the plight

Of draftees who believed the lie

The phosphorus starts to settle

Soldiers continue like pawns

Bullets continue to meddle

While the rain continues on

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