Victor, Victor.....

 

Victor, Victor

a son of a pioneer past,

and when the war drums

began a slow rhythmical beat,

and the loud pitched cry of “Cooee”

rang throughout our land,

for on the dotted line he signed,

then Victor packed his bags

and headed off to war.

a great adventure sought,

then up and onto beaches

in this foreign land

he scrambled ashore,

a bullet fired,

a bullet true,

a bullet claimed,

this young man’s life,

who once from Nobby hailed,

now resting,

now sleeping,

in an eternal peace

Victor, Victor became a soldier true.

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