Streetdoc270
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Tue Dec-28-04 07:57 PM
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When the Tigers broke free |
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It was just before dawn one miserable morning in black forty-four when the forward commander was told to sit tight when asked that his men be withdrawn And the generals gave thanks as the other ranks held be the enemy tanks - for a while And then the Anzio beachhead was held for the price of a few hundred ordinary lives
And kind old King George sent mother a note when he heard that father was gone It was, I recall, in the form of a scroll with golden leaf and all And I found it one day in a drawer of old photographs hidden away And my eyes still grow damp to remember His Majesty signed with his own rubber stamp
It was dark all around There was frost in the ground When the tigers broke free And noone survived from the Royal Fusiliers Company C They were all left behind Most of them dead The rest of them dying And that's how the High Command took my Daddy from me
Pink Floyd 'The Wall'
---------- I thought of this song when I heard how Rummy was "signing" KIA letters with a stamp.
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Tue Dec-28-04 08:10 PM
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1. That pretty much covers it. |
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Tue Dec-28-04 08:17 PM
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2. The Fletcher Memorial Home for Tyrants and Kings |
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take all your overgrown infants away somewhere and build them a home a little place of their own the fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings and they can appear to themselves every day on closed circuit t.v. to make sure they're still real it's the only connection they feel
"ladies and gentlemen, please welcome reagan and haig mr. begin and friend mrs. thatcher and paisley mr. brezhnev and party the ghost of mccarthy the memories of nixon and now adding colour a group of anonymous latin american meat packing glitterati"
did they expect us to treat them with any respect they can polish their medals and sharpen their smiles, and amuse themselves playing games for a while boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye with their favourite toys they'll be good girls and boys in the fletcher memorial home for colonial wasters of life and limb is everyone in? are you having a nice time? now the final solution can be applied
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Fri Apr 19th 2024, 10:35 AM
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