After the trumps are sounded...

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Untitled (1929)
by Robert Ervin Howard

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Sent in a letter to Howard's friend Tevis Clyde Smith, c. September 1929. First published in The Last of the Trunk Och Brev I Urval, 2007.

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After the trumps are sounded
Over the fading world
After the drums are silent
And the lastmost flag is furled,
May we enjoy what we long for
A boon that we sinners may tell
The most that we have to hope for
A comfortable berth in Hell.

After the trumps are sounded...

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