Anzac Sailor

nullThey have no grave but the cruel sea
No flowers lay at their head
A rusting hulk is their tombstone
Afast on the ocean bed
They shall not grow old
as we that are left grow old
Age shall not weary them
Nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them
Lest We Forget

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