I’m proud to be a
ANZAC
As I dive I see bullets whizzing past
me,
As I ran I felt bullets heat going
just missing me,
As I crouched I smelt my Comrades leg
bleeding,
As I fall for cover I could taste
sand in my bloody mouth,
As I climbed I heard my mate Johnny
screaming “Help me Help me”,
As I got shot at I wondered if I
could survive.
