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Remembrance

“Worker’s Song”
Yeh, this one’s for the workers who toil night and day 

By hand and by brain to earn your pay 

Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread 

Have bled for your countries and counted your dead 


In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines 

We’ve often been told to keep up with the times 

For our skills are not needed, they’ve streamlined the job 

And with sliderule and stopwatch our pride they have robbed 
We’re the first ones to starve, we’re the first ones to die 

The first ones in line for that pie-in-the-sky 

And we’re always the last when the cream is shared out 

For the worker is working when the fat cat’s about 


And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war 

Who’s given a gun and then pushed to the fore 

And expected to die for the land of our birth 

Though we’ve never owned one lousy handful of earth


All of these things the worker has done 

From tilling the fields to carrying the gun 

We’ve been yoked to the plough since time first began 

And always expected to carry the can

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The wild ramblings of an infamous wit and wargames guru. One of nature's true gentlemen who devotes his time to the care of his two sons, i.e. watching episodes of Peppa Pig together, and recreating great moments of military history using toy soldiers. Currently a leading light in The Collectivo Despertaferres wargames and duelling association who meet regularly at Firestorm Games ( formerly Ali Baba's Carpet Warehouse). Find me also on Facebook "Despertaferres"!

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