Nathan Hale, Spy
I pity you, Nathan
You are brave to venture on such a mission
But you do not know your danger
Do not trust so easily, Nathan Hale
You die bravely
But you needn't have died at all
You did your mission as best as you could
Though in the end you were caught
And hanged
As America's spy
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