Elidor
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Tue Mar-22-05 09:04 PM
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It was just before dawn, one miserable morning in black Forty-Four |
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(WARNING: Rabrrrr warning for lyric content!) When the Forward Commander was told to sit tight When he asked that his men be withdrawn
And the Generals gave thanks As the others ranks Held back the enemy tanks for a while And the Anzio Bridgehead was held for the price Of a few hundred ordinary lives
Kind old King George Sent Mother a note When he heard the Father was gone It was, I recall, in the form of a scroll With gold leaf and all And I found it one day In a drawer of old photographs Hidden away And my eyes still grow dim To remember His Majesty Signed with own rubber stamp...
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