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When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.
Sire, we must band together and force my lazy ass to log onto Skype. For great justice!
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Soothsayers speak sooth, sire,
and humbly tell of a cruel
and lonely mistress.
"For the greater good of the people!"
they cry, blind, deaf, and dumb,
oblivious to the pain around them.
Upon the morrow, sire, upon the morrow
shall our day arise,
where not one is shackled
to the decrepit
and feeble
Institution of School.