"Dunk the lunk, Thick as a castle wall" - Me to me






















"Fight until your blade is blunted, until the last round in your gun is
spent. Fight until your armour is rent and battered, until your flesh is
bloodied and your bones are splintered and smashed. Fight until your
lifeblood spills from your body, and nothing but your duty is left to
sustain you.
The Emperor expects no less."




Roses are red
The death star is round
It's over anakin
I have the high ground



Time seems almost to mock those brave men now;
for they are left, and have now grown old.
Yet, still they fight to right old wrongs;
of which our children should be told;
Let them learn how they fought, suffered, and died
In lands never theirs, nor the enemy’s they defied:
How they fought in nameless jungle places,
And died at monsoon-lashed jungle bases;
Ever tired and hungry in that searing heat,
Sometimes bloodied and bent, but never beat.

And how now at the Cenotaph still they stand despite their years,
As for fallen comrades they shed many well-hid tears,
And teach them; never were braver men found by far
As those who wear, with pride, the Burma Star.

Forgotten Army
by
T.Harrison