The Spies’ March  10212

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    There are no leaders to lead us to honour, and yet without leaders we sally;
    Each man reporting for duty alone, out of sight, out of reach, of his fellow.
    There are no bugles to call the battalions, and yet without bugles we rally
    From the ends of the earth to the ends of the earth, to follow the Standard of Yellow!
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