Facts don’t matter
Kleinen factor
Das mach dribble
All my scribble
Schlegel passive
Meaning massive
Vorton measured
Lyrics treasured
Turn and Toss
Seventy years ago it had been
When Normandy Invasion we were in
Bombs would explode and bullets flash
And on occasion a plane did crash.
Even a ship sank just off shore
And many will never see anymore
Samuel Chase is name of one ship
Which under water slowly would slip.
Jack Schlegel of 82d was last one out
Still there seemed to be much doubt
As the paratroopers got quite a scare
Looked back and plane exploded in midair.
Boys who were Bedford's both were there
Stories of their deaths many still share
Only eight thousand veterans are left alive
Nearly ten thousand buried who didn't survive.
Those who died are high in heaven now
And still remember their souls somehow
And when we will see every white cross
Dreams always cause us to turn and Toss.
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