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"Lest we forget"

Blimey

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Aug 3, 2007
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! 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, tho poppies grow
In Flanders field.

John McCrae 1919
 

Shadrach

Grizzled Veteran
May 2, 2006
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Elitist Prick Ski Lodge
stian.freeshell.org
EDIT: Remembrance day...
But yes, good and important poem.
In Australia ANZAC day is in April.

The Pogues "And the band played Waltzing Matilda" (Eric Bogle song)
Please take the time to listen to all 8 mins of this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GPFjToKuZQM

When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of a rover
From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in nineteen fifteen my country said Son
It's time to stop rambling 'cause there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we sailed away from the quay
And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers
We sailed off to Gallipoli

How well I remember that terrible day
How the blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well
He chased us with bullets, he rained us with shells
And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell
Nearly blew us right back to Australia
But the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we stopped to bury our slain
We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then we started all over again

Now those that were left, well we tried to survive
In a mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
But around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit
And when I woke up in my hospital bed
And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead
Never knew there were worse things than dying
For no more I'll go waltzing Matilda
All around the green bush far and near
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me

So they collected the cripples, the wounded, the maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where my legs used to be
And thank Christ there was nobody waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As they carried us down the gangway
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared
Then turned all their faces away

And now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
And I watch my old comrades, how proudly they march
Reliving old dreams of past glory
And the old men march slowly, all bent, stiff and sore
The forgotten heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask, "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men answer to the call
But year after year their numbers get fewer
Some day no one will march there at all

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a waltzing Matilda with me
And their ghosts may be heard as you pass the Billabong
Who'll come-a-waltzing Matilda with me?
 
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Gamburd

FNG / Fresh Meat
Mar 14, 2007
415
22
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Detroit, MI
BBC TV and Radio schedule for the 90th Anniversary of Armistice Day; if you live in North America, like I do, you probably won't be able to watch the TV programs.

But listening to the BBC Radio programs is no problem. Just click on the name of the Radio Program after the time or day it has aired, and then you will have six additional days to listen to it (the last day of listening expires at the original time the radio program was broadcast, or maybe about 45 minutes to an hour after the time it was broadcast).

Due to copyright reasons, you can only have a week after a BBC radio program has aired to listen to it in case you missed listening to it live on the air.


http://www.bbc.co.uk/remembrance/season/programmes.shtml
 
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Crusher

FNG / Fresh Meat
Nov 22, 2005
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376
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Belgium
there are going to be alot of documentaries about WWI on the 11th, a week ago it was about black people fighting in WWI. A shame I missed it
 

Gamburd

FNG / Fresh Meat
Mar 14, 2007
415
22
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Detroit, MI
I would like to see something on TV here in the U.S. about WWI this week, the 90th Anniversary of Armistice Day (1918-2008), but if there is anything that is going to be on, I haven't heard about it.

Tonight on the History Channel on Cable TV here, they have a two hour show called "God versus Satan" starting at 8:00PM and then two back to back one hour episodes of "The History of Sex".


:mad:
 

LemoN

FNG / Fresh Meat
Feb 26, 2006
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Prussotroll's Bridge


! 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, tho poppies grow
In Flanders field.

John McCrae 1919
dont want to start bit**ing but this is a Lee Enfield No4 there :p

yeah im an a** :D