John F. McCullagh - A pale Horse, George A. Custer and the Seventh Calvary

John F. McCullagh - A pale Horse, George A. Custer and the Seventh Calvary

A horse to Ride, A sword to wield, br an ocean of grass to tame. br The Seventh was out in the field br to make George Custer’s name. br br The village stretched before them, br Custer split his force in three. br Reno’s men struck from the south br and were taking casualties. br br Did Custer reach the river br before the native’s struck? br This hero of the Civil war br had just run out of luck. br br Major. Reno sensed the trap and fled br And found a place to stand br Benteen brought his men to Reno br to lend a helping hand. br br A horse to Ride, A sword to wield br An ocean of grass to tame br The Seventh was out in the field br to make George Custer’s name. br br Out upon the greasy grass br George tried to make a stand br Two hundred men surrounded br There was a breakdown in command. br br Outnumbered and surrounded br Some men simply broke and ran br But death was not to be denied, br Their blood fed thirsty sand. br br Custer, mortally wounded, br with a bullet near his heart. br did not live to see the rest. br His troopers hacked apart. br br br br The position held by Reno br And commanded by Benteen br survived several furious assaults br before the natives fled the scene. br br br Relieved by General Terry’s force, br They sought their fallen ones- br The bodies hacked and naked, br decomposing in the sun. br br No horse to Ride, No sword to wield, br an ocean of grass untamed. br The Seventh lay out in the field br That was the cost of fame.br br John F.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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