On Purpose, the Traitor's Fury

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He is in fury. The flag, the flag. A symbol. A taunt. "5 YEARS, 5 YEARS", the traitor exclaimed, laughing crazily. Then, they came out. "Get the Brit, Get the Brit, Get the Brit.", they mocked. "Stop it!", he said. He then ran off. From Conneticut to Georgia, the mockary never ceased. In New York and Pennsyvainia, he couldn't bear it. He saved them all, he saved them all. Saratoga was HIS call,but they still mocked him. "Rule Britannia", he muttered as he walked to the British side.

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