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PEGASUS AND THE SWORD

by manda-clement

Dead of night just as rehearsed so many times o'er England's green fields D Company, show no fear A band of brothers flying high Families waiting, home fires burning Hoping to see their brave men once more Gliders silent, Deadstick begins Pegasus and the Sword await their fates Take bridge and beach at any cost Enemy waiting, will not go gently They must be ours Must be taken Battle hard, blood is spilt Both sides lose good friends, brothers Success is ours but at a price But we all know freedom is The most precious thing we have Pegasus Bridge, Sword Beach, just 2 of many places etched on our memories today It all began here, liberation 70 years ago this very night Brave young men Strong and true We give our thanks, god bless them all
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Jun 5, 2014
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This is written tonight in honour of the brave men who fought for the liberation of France which started this very night 70 yrs ago.  Pegasus and the Sword are places and deadstick was the name of the operation, Enjoy!

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