Prose & Poetry - War Poetry of S J Robinson - Eleven, Eleven, Eleven
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of the site are present-day First World War poems written by S. J. Robinson.
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Eleven, Eleven, Eleven
I woke and it was morning
The guns at last were dead
An Armistice signed yesterday
Had took away that dread
The nurses all were smiling,
The lads were giving cheers
As the great news of that signing
Still rang about their ears
Eleven, Eleven, Eleven!
It should be wrought in song
Eleven! Eleven! Eleven!
That moment waited long
One in five of the Australians and New Zealanders who left their country to fight in the war never returned; 80,000 in total.
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