Lone Pine کے بول

Grunting with exertion they pried up the log roof Those hardened Diggers who seemed somewhat aloof Their snarling faces glared into the darkness below Blackened figures hardly seen, swaying to and fro. Curses uncounted and fighting unseen In darkness they fought amidst uncanny screams Inm pine covered trenches they night quickly came An unlikely victory in a doomed campaign. Twenty minutes of terror and they took the main trench A prelude to four days fighting in a nauseating stench But Lone Pine was for the keeping A worthy victory at last Though with two thousand casualties the cost, it seems so vast.