Surprise attack at night is what we need
He sends his soldiers silent through the hills
For only gentle, gentle will succeed
And only softest soft the earth it thrills.
And as the moisture rises from the ground
He bids them delve a little deeper too
He understands that greatest pleasure's found
Above the curtains gently entered through.
So when the well is broken and the soft-
Est soft is weak and wanting and alive,
Then call the army full and high aloft
To enter swift and through the darkness drive.
Then quivering, juvenile, the city fall
With gentle moan and joy to one and all.
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