George Westinghouse College Prep

Jan 07, 2011 · Battery, wheel! (mid the roar) Pass pieces; fix prolonge to fire . Retiring. Trot! In the panic dire. A bugle rings “Trot” - and no more: The horses plunged, The cannon lurched and lunged, To join the hopeless rout. But suddenly rode a form . Calmly in front of the human storm, With a stern, commanding shout: “Align those guns!” ................
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