But her sweetheart and his buddies died ten thousand miles away.
A captain sadly walked the muddy bloody battlefield.
The smoke had cleared away and it was terrible and still.
In his pocket was a roster of the fallen fighting men.
And, the captain had his orders so the roll call began:
Rivers and Revere
What can of you here?
The roll call was completed.
But no sign of life was there.
Not one man had answered.
Not one accounted for.
He turned around and he walked away -and looked up to the sky.
When he heard his own voice echo.. and the answer from on high.
and Revere (Here!)
Wilson (Yes sir, we're all here!)
We are present, sir, and all accounted for!
Contributed by giorgio - 2010/6/21 - 08:21
B.B. - 2017/11/27 - 14:52
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