The last stanza of The Young British Soldier by Rudyard Kipling.

When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.

When you get wounded or dead from American planes,
And we won't stop the US to kill who remain,
And you can still get out if you just use your brains,
Go not to war for Allah or bin Laden.

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