The blue and gold or red and black
Would they were here now looking back,
The bonnet or the checkered cap
The bicorne or the shakoes snap
Such uniforms would crack the whip
Both here ashore or board a ship !
The men who fought that very day
They won or lost, some ran away,
Which country were they fighting for
It was two hundred years before,
There to become the last of all
As citizens answered the call !
Claire V. Bogdanos 