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 Beneath the roar of bomb and shell

Stood the island before it fell

Beside their guns the gunners worked

Worked like madmen and not one shirked

The big ones still looked out to sea

Let’s fire them inland cried the I.G.

So round they turned those monstrous guns

And let loose death by the tons

So they kept at it glad for a scrap

Revenge for Hong Kong just show me a Jap.

 

Ray Martin