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Give the judge a wig

Died I died, one friend by my side
Thought bullets went wide
But no, no we died
One heart too big
His sort couldn’t fib
One head that did
Did and did.
Lived I lived, a friend on my side
50,000 heavy sighs
Failed and tried
Give the judge a wig
Called him Pig
‘Cause friendship we hid
Until I died I did.
By John fox

War is hell

A former shell Of the man I used to be

 I’ve seen it all Bullets, bombs, burning cars

 Sights to make you stop and stare

Now I’m back home, who seems to care?

Another bloke roaming round town

Searching rooftops, avoiding the shops,

Waiting for the enemy that’s there 

But there’s none to be seen,

Except in my dreams

On those long lonely nights back home

My fight is now over but the dreams

Wet the covers as I sweat through another re-run

Of the things I have done,

The sights and the wrong,

The troubles in my head I want gone

But you’ll never believe, unless you’ve been,

How horrible war can be…

Dan Fry

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