Lost Battlefields...
The battered flag of Christendom still fluttered faintly in the breeze as her bedraggled army commanders assembled to determine their next move. A shiver ran up and down the spines of the assembly as the sound of a strange bugle blew off in the distance. Not to far away the Army of Humanism continued to march. Soon it would be upon the Christian Army. Seven officers- five men and two women- stood in a circle, awaiting the commanding general, Robert Henpecked, to start. The general at last began the meeting. "What now, my comrades? Do we stand and fight? Or do we run and find better ground." General Hezekiah Cowpattie cleared his throat and replied, "We should wait and stand our ground but be ready to run again." "Again?" Quizzed Gen. Frogleg. "You said that last time." "I say we wait until the next election to give battle," offered Maj. Duckwaddle. "And you said that last time too!" Grumbled old Gen....