Gas gas and gas
Mastered gas the devils bathe
The cans rattle as the gas comes
The boy yell and scram as they to not go for a pee
The troops rejoice as the masks are on
But poor old Tommy and bob the dog find peace in heaven
by brad
There’s guns blazing everywhere millions
Die every day.
We carry on because Britain
Is strong.
Stay together for ever and ever.
On the way home there’s men
Screaming.
In pain hoping that they will survive.
Some came out of the hospital
Some were not so lucky.
I was one of the lucky ones.
The Germans put us through hell and misery.
We won the war but it is going
To be hard.
Telling our soldiers family’s that they
lost There loved one has died.
by oliver
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