“I surrender,” she yelled as she waved the white flag “Take me enemy, it’s enough I had” She drops the flag, the enemy takes over They take her up to the White Cliffs of Dover One threw her over the saddled horse Then took her away to the brigade, of course There she sat, bound and gagged The enemy stares at the pretty soldier lad They gave her some gruel as cold as ice Barely fed her, only twice She, a medic nurse in the open fields The enemy still refused to yield Un gagged to speak, she told of her plight Surrendered her flag on the darkest of nights They would not release her as she begged to go For the soldiers were wounded, the enemy did know Fell into an unknown territory, she lost her way She patiently awaiting for the break of day “Release me,” she cried, “ to be unbound”, “A soldier needs me and must be found” As nighttime fell, with the enemy asleep An angel appeared in a bountiful leap Out of the Dover and into the night She escapes the enemy and finds the soldiers alright. Mms 4.11.10