I cant help about the shape I'm in.
I cant sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin.
But don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to.
Now, when I talked to God I knew he'd understand.
He said, stick by me and I'll be your guiding hand.
But don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to.
Oh well.
4 comments:
God rest their souls. I will be remembering at 11am and well done for bringing it to our attention Bear.
Gypsy:
For good or for bad, for the right or wrong reasons, those men gave their lives for duty... Lest We Forget.
Bless them all. May we always remember.
Selma:
It's also good to see the younger generation treating this and ANZAC Day with such reverence.
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