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Que sera sera

I fought in Burma he said
I fought in Singapore
Italy France and Germany
Too young to be in the war

He had that type of voice
You could hear from afar
Mellifluously rolling
Out and  round the bar

He was 5'2 and belligerent
The type who would never run
His face confirmed he fought a lot
But had very seldom won

Who wants a fight he roared
As he surveyed the floor
Then downing his dregs of beer
Weaved his way to the door

I saw him the very next day
Giving me a puzzled look
Sort of do I know you as he
Checked in my library book

Que sera sera



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