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Desertion is not diarrhea.
Desertion is a breech birth.
Bring your soldiers.
Bring your infants.
Now, men, here’s our plan:
  1. First we fail to arm the fuzes.
  2. Second we hush in the barracks.
  3. Third, we shoot the officers.
  4. Fourth we walk the other way.
We have bent our bolts backwards, our firing pins for toothpicks, at river-bottom they are mistaken for too-slender eels.

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