ANZAC Letter

Dearest family.

Its your Uncle John writing this from Gallipoli. Things haven't been quite as I've expected. Its a disaster. Its day three now and all my mates are dead. I got wounded in the leg and I'm writing this letter from the treatment tent. Please pass on my hello to Grandma.  I hope you are all well and happy.  I wish I was there to be with you all at this time.

   Lots of love.

Uncle John.

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There once was  a dolphin called Steven Wood

Who always wore a hood

So one day as he walked

He found and he talked

to the whale whose name was Bob Could