Three score and six
summers ago
‘T was our parent’s
generation
Which would destroy a
mighty foe
With a daring
operation.
Therefore to honor
this great feat
Those soldiers’ cubs
did come to see
And hear how Hitler’s
men were beat
On beaches stormed to
make men free.
So a miniature
Overlord,
For sixty-niners and
mates they’d got
To re-invade the
Norman shore,
Was masterminded by
Richard Bott.
Mobilizing chez
Marian and Dick,
First in Paris fifty
tigers land
To meet and eat and
taste and pick
The best wine for the
food at hand.
Thence followed a
four day campaign:
La Tour Eiffel, La
Gare d’Orsay,
With rations washed
down with fine Champagne,
Seizing the Seine,
and beaucoup musees.
Paris taken, this
invasion in reverse
Marched towards the
plages of Normandy,
Stopping to see an
older conquest first,
Shown on the Bayeux
Tapestry.
Our Longest Day ended
with joy
As we dug into our
new base camp,
The picturesque
Chateau Balleroy,
A fairytale place
most elegant.
From there we toured
the fields of war,
Graves of British,
Canadians and French,
And the many
Americans who live no more,
Even the Germans who
died in the trench.
Paratroopers,
gliders, soldiers and sons,
Thousands of crosses
and names of men,
Nurses and officers
and unnamed ones
Beg us to never make
war again.
Braving the deadly
enemy fire
They came from the
sky and the sea,
Pushing on and
refusing to tire,
To reclaim France for
Liberty.
On Gold, Juno, Sword
and Utah
Like lemmings they
rushed up the sand
And built a port at Omaha
To land supplies and
take command.
May this battle
fought with Germany
Help us to learn that
war must cease,
That man can live in
harmony
And share this
beauteous earth in peace.