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Well Fuck Off Then...,

The ground trembled, as they past.

Softly sung words, 

Of bugle calls and pipes,

Which once again .....

Woke us from our slumber.

Revived our spirit,

So we too joined the throng.

Wakened from our sleep

We sat at the entrance, to Valhalla .

That amidst that bond,

which only warriors ......share

Made light that day,the joyous celebration

Of our past deeds.

More than 30 Years gone .

But never a day forgotten!

Forever Young.....

Now the silence has returned,

as has the ....,birdsong.

Our comrades in arms,

Now ceased, their laments.

They've returned to their lives

As we now return, to our slumbers.

Though our numbers, shall  ..... remain constant.

Those that venture here, each year.

Get younger, 

as those others.

Who grow older.........

and die.

Giajl © Jim Love