Swordsman, soldiers row on row
Lifted leg and flash of boots
General orders. Off they go
Rifle aims. It cocks. It shoots
Soldiers move like marionettes
Orders lead to the war dance
Off to fight in distant lands
For Britain, Germany & France
Uniforms and numbered ranks
Bravo soldiers don't you cry
After all the wars are won
Who'll remember why you die?
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