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That Night In Caen " June 1944 "
In the centre of Caen
On this war torn night
Spandau's strafing
All the Canadian soldiers in sight
Sergeant Baker
Is hit in the thigh
A flesh wound its not
He's in bleeding die
As he cries out in pain
The bullets rain down
Zipping and pinging
In this beautiful French town
His head down
As he awaits his fate
His collar is grabbed
Now in dragging state
His colleague and friend
Has risked his life
To save another
From mans war torn strife
As they scramble away
Upon them comes
A Tiger tank
Over the wall she runs
To a shell hole they dive
As a rocket strikes
Through it's armoured steel
In precision bite
Internal explosion
Screams of death
Tank crew gone
In battle reft
The town now liberated
In population applause
As we sit in the square
Wondering of wars just cause
" Dedicated to all the Canadian and British soldiers
who liberated Caen from June to August 1944 "
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James Fraser
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