In Flanders fields, where once was blood,
From battles for so few yards of mud,
I woke from such slumber deep,
And mocked the blood the havoc wreaked.
But now I show our future hope,
And enable veterans to cope,
By provoking memories of blood,
Before new battlefields can flood.
What am I?
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A red Poppy.
A Poppy is correct, Thumper.
You’re today’s winner.
“The wariness about foreigners was to be a characteristic of the time. British intelligence had reports since 1909 about how German intelligence was being gathered in Britain and Ireland,” he says.
When state of war broke knocked out in Lordly 1914, snoop
paranoia soared passim the UK with a roseola of paper stories,
books and films. High-profile celluloid releases, including the
German Undercover agent Peril, Guarding Britain’s Secrets and The Kaiser’s Spies, added fire to the fervour.
You are a red poppie