| Miscellaneous
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| Little Soldier Boy
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| (Keith Relf / Jim McCarty / Jimmy Page)
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| Little wooden soldier boy,
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| How he’s bored to be a toy.
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| Sitting on the mantelpiece,
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| Was not his idea of peace.
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| So one night at half past one,
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| He ordered all the toys to come.
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| He told them all a good game to play,
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| Next day.
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| The teddy bears and wind-up toys,
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| Together made a lot of noise.
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| The other side formed into ranks,
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| Proud 'cause they had plastic tanks.
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| High up on the shelf to see,
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| The soldier had to jump with glee.
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| At last before his eyes he saw,
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| A real war.
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| With a battle raging on the floor,
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| The soldier boy was urging more.
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| Soon the floor was strewn with bits,
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| Fur and stuff and building kits.
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| The soldier boy was feeling high,
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| As smoke clouds rolled across the sky.
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| He gave a last triumphant cry,
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| And fell into the fire. |