Hiroo Onoda what a guyThe Japanese asked him to spy
Hid in the jungle way up high
Awaiting orders on standby
After the war was at an end
Those leaflets dropped he did contend
Were just a hoax to make him bend
Such fortitude we do commend
Last orders were those to obeySo twenty nine years he did stay
Until his major paved the way
Told him surrender right away
Oh dear Hiroo, you are true blue
One of the few, we do love you
Come let's review, my how time flew
Naught left to do, the war is through
