BLUNDERS

Our blunders make our lives so sad,
Such worthless things we've won.
Not one of us can say: "I'm glad
For everything I've done.

Take Rommel, for example, he
Did serve his country well
And ruined others ruthlessly.
Was it to him like hell?

When, far too late, he finally knew
The folly of his way,
He lost his life in sham and rue
On that unhappy day.


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