Lol...yes but I am quite Victorian I dont fight women!
Lol...quell the bloodlust woman!
Ahh...now using womanly wiles! It wont work! lol
So you must..lol! You are the deadlier species after all!
I fight my wars with poetry
To you who’d read my songs of War
And only hear of blood and fame,
I’ll say (you’ve heard it said before)
”War’s Hell!” and if you doubt the same,
Today I found in Mametz Wood
A certain cure for lust of blood:
Where, propped against a shattered trunk,
In a great mess of things unclean,
Sat a dead Boche; he scowled and stunk
With clothes and face a sodden green,
Big-bellied, spectacled, crop-haired,
Dribbling black blood from nose and beard.
The Dead Boche by Robert Graves
thanks. Powerful stuff hey!