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    Yankee Doodle/Patriotic Poetry
    In Flander's Field

    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.

    - Captain John D. McCrae


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