Us few. Perhaps us three — just..., by Don Mager Us few. Perhaps us three — just — /
Blazing and infernal from Donets /
Stuck beneath gray racing crusts /
Of rain, clouds and Soviets /
Of sol...
We`re few, perhaps three, hellish fellows..., by Babette Deutsch We're few, perhaps three, hellish fellows /
Who hail from the flaming Donetz, /
With a fluid gray bark for our cover /
Made of rain-clouds and s...
