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I want to be a soldier

Be brave stand tall and still

I want to fight my corner

And defend my own free will

My friend would be a stranger

Standing by my side

And in those times of danger

Be with me for the ride

My dad would be my corporal

Stern yet kind and fair

My family, oh so thoughtful

Forever and always there

I'd love to be a soldier

For queen and country fight

Until I grow much older

And rise to heavens light.

The army's where I'm headed

Bag packed on shoulders strong

I'll tell you when I get there

It shouldn't take too long

If Isis think we're frightened

Then they're clearly out of luck

We're the BRITISH ARMY...

and we just don't give up!

Ross de Freitas
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