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Internet Reunion
I saw his picture on the internet
Smiling broadly there out at me
Ensconced in the sergeants' mess
Circa nineteen seventy three
He called me Corporal
I called him sir
But not in the pub
When no one was there
It could have been a triangle
A complicated sort of life
But I arranged that date
And she became his wife
He called me Corporal
I called him sir
But not in the pub
When no one was there
I heard he was commissioned
Made Captain in the end
Who would have believed it
Of my old friend
He called me Corporal
I called him sir
But not in the pub
When no one was there
I‘ve not seen them
Since nineteen sixty four
Then I saw his picture on the net
Smiling there at me once more
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