"When you’re wounded an’ left on Afghanistan’s plains, An’ the women come out to cut up your remains, Just roll to your rifle an’ blow out your brains, An’ go to your Gawd like a soldier."
Rudyard Kipling, from a poem entitled The Young British Soldier
Fortunately, the women of Afghanistan seem to have given up mutilation as social commentary...
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