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Picnic At Hanging Rock

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Where did they go, the flower of youth,
Who faced the world with battled fist,
Who vanished in the quest for truth,
Like shadows in the morning mist?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 They showed a strong united face,
And uttered forth a warrior’s cry,
Yet disappeared without a trace
Beneath the burning, azure sky.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The unity of marching feet,
Advancing to attain their goals,
Was dissipated in the heat –
Beckham, Gerrard, Lampard, Scholes.

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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/picnic-at-hanging-rock/