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British Nuclear Testing
Valiant Bombers jetted into the skies,
down on the island, buzzing with flies.
Crouched on the beach, without protection,
servicemen without a means of detection.
Huddled in the sand, they covered their eyes,
as the roar of the engines, drowned the buzzings of flies,
Then, turning as ordered, they took in the sight,
a clear demonstration of ultimate might.
Clouds belched from the sea, in a mushroom of colour,
with black smoke, at its base, where the sea became duller.
The sand began moving, beneath trembling feet,
torsos were tortured, and ...