The Soldiers at Lauro (Spike Milligan Poems)
Young are our dead Like babies they lie The wombs they blest once Not healed dry And yet - too ...
Young are our dead Like babies they lie The wombs they blest once Not healed dry And yet - too ...
There will be a time when it will end. Be it parting Be it death So each passing minute with ...
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