They were told they'll fight for their nations
They were told it would be easy
War in Summer could only be happy
They went with flowers stuck in their guns
Promising their brides they would soon be back for the wedding
Only a matter of days or weeks at worst.
It lasted more than four years.
Many were killed, the other came back with scars in their flesh or in their mind
And missing limbs
And Whippoorwills took their spirit meal up to being obese.
First Winter, Ithaqua took His first, as their clothes weren't suited.
Weapons did the rest
And Spanish Flu afterward.
And as the Last of the Last, it missed the point.
Nyarlathotep barely needed to push those feeble humans killing each other.
They were told they'll fight for their nations
But the profit was for weapons companies.
What a wonder for Us, The Great Ol'Ones!
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