Boyscouts are reincarnated veterans
        marching in miniature
  along Pettigrew's route
To the Copse of Trees

A childish march
     as it should have been in 1863
Packleaders for generals
  the weak and bored straggle
20 feet behind

I've seen scouts 
  Aligned
  Manning the defenses
  Preparing for the pretend enemy
    (they are children,
       it is still pretend)
Their minds blazing
  With musket fire
While their packleader generals
       check their watches
And struggle to imagine,
  but to never pretend.







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