ANZAC Day 2011

[KB]

At some point a man or woman who chooses to serve in the Army, Airforce or Navy have written their country a blank cheque for the amount up to and including their lives.

In Flanders’ Fields

In Flanders’ Fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved, and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders’ Fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders’ Fields.

LEST WE FORGET

Ken

[lhooq]

Soldiers of the Queen

Britons always loyally declaim

About the way we rule the waves

Every Briton's song is just the same

When singing of her soldiers brave

All the world that's heard it

Wonders why we sing

Some have learned the reason why

We're not forgetting it

We're not letting it

Fade away or gradually die

Fade away or gradually die

So when we say that England's master

Remember who has made her so!

It's the soldiers of the Queen, my lads

Who've been, my lads, who've seen, my lads

In the fight for England's glory, lads

Of its worldwide glory, let us sing

And when we say we've always won

And when they ask us how it's done

We'll proudly point to every one

Of England's soldiers of the Queen!

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