Front: Here’s to the northern eagle, So noble and so brave. Who shit on our fine soil, Therefore our crops to save. Here’s to the Southern soil, so fertile and so rich. We need no turd, from your fine bird you Yankee son-of-a-bitch!
The tears of the widow and wails of the orphan will make giants of pygmies and heroes of cowards.
Back: This poem has been passed down in the Shenandoah Valley farm family since the total pillage and destruction of their home, barns & out-buildings, farm implements, livestock, pets & personal side effects at the hands of union invader in September, 1864. During what has been termed, “The Burning.”
“We want the Shenandoah Valley to remain barren waste.” ~ Gen U.S. Grant
“Tears and pleading were in vain.” ~ J.H. Kidd, Cavalryman, US
“We are buring and destroying everything.” ~ Alexander Neil, Surgeon, US