Down In The Fields poppy's are nearby,
The poppy's are laid on Flanders Field,
They kept their poor eyes peeled,
The Soldiers fought on the Battlefield,
Swords, shouting, Noise all loud,
The fight was just more than a crowd,
It eventually has no sound,
Bodies laid dead on the floor.
Blood shining on the bodies,
was that the end?,
Had they won or had they not?
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