A Superfortress is our God
dropping bombs on ancient foe--
No! not on prince of darkness grim,
but wrestling against flesh and blood.
For whomever has not struck your cheek,
turn them the other preemptively.
Of what value are the white and blue
without the red of fallen soldiers?
As Twain's lunatic has said,
we curse our foes
in blessing troops,
so in the manner Tiny Tim
God bless us, everyone!
