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Shotgun Daffodils

O' you've taken another shot,
Through all the poppys fallen
Not a day lost, Nor a man gone
Can escape the Trumpet calling.

Yet your orders stand ironed and true
Despite the bullets falling,
And all the Angels with their horns and spikes
Can escape the Trumpet calling.

And in the mist the girl you love
O' how her hear has fallen
With her Rose Rifles, Shotgun Daffodils
Escaping the Trumpet calling.
Written by DirtyPrettyThings (Dave)
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