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THE OLD WAR Noone cared for the iron sparrow That fell from the sky that quiet day With no bird's voice, a mad beast's bellow. Sparrow, your wing was a broken scar As you blundered into the mother-barley. Sparrow, how many men did you bear? "Ten good men, pilot and gunnerTrapped in the whirlpool, held by no hands, Twisting from truth with curse and prayer. "Ten good men I bore in my bellyNot as the mother-barley bears. Ten good men I returned to her there." Thunder rolling over the barley! Fire swarming high and higher! Home again to the barley-motherTen good sons, pilot and gunner, Radioman and bombardier. [10] ...

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