No. 7 Gossamer July 1941
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No. 7 Gossamer July 1941
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Peotry
The course of a River
Dovedale
The Aftermath
When this darned war is over,
And victory is gained ;
When all the men are home again,
Forgetting all they've trained ;
When Hitler and his gangsters,
In Hades air their views ;
When soldiers wear red coats again,
And khaki clothes are news,
I'm going to eat twelve oranges,
And several onions, too.
I am 'n all !
When Rowntree's, Cadbury's, all of them,
Their sweet supplies renew ;
And we can buy the clothes we need,
Without those coupons few;
When fiire watching is no more,
And gas masks are not seen ;
When in the shelter we can place
A billiard table green ;
I'm going to eat a pound of cheese,
And p'r'aps an egg or two.
I am 'n all !
When Churchill says, ''We've beaten 'em ;
Those vile Teutonic boars,''
Then we'll switch all the lights on,
And open all the doors,
And tear up all the ration books,
And sing ''God save the King'' ;
Then back to London town I'll go ;
Perhaps I'll shed a tear,
To leave Long Eaton and the friends
That have become so dear.
I will 'n all !
An Evaciee.
Photo reference: 07-Gossamer08
Dovedale
The Aftermath
When this darned war is over,
And victory is gained ;
When all the men are home again,
Forgetting all they've trained ;
When Hitler and his gangsters,
In Hades air their views ;
When soldiers wear red coats again,
And khaki clothes are news,
I'm going to eat twelve oranges,
And several onions, too.
I am 'n all !
When Rowntree's, Cadbury's, all of them,
Their sweet supplies renew ;
And we can buy the clothes we need,
Without those coupons few;
When fiire watching is no more,
And gas masks are not seen ;
When in the shelter we can place
A billiard table green ;
I'm going to eat a pound of cheese,
And p'r'aps an egg or two.
I am 'n all !
When Churchill says, ''We've beaten 'em ;
Those vile Teutonic boars,''
Then we'll switch all the lights on,
And open all the doors,
And tear up all the ration books,
And sing ''God save the King'' ;
Then back to London town I'll go ;
Perhaps I'll shed a tear,
To leave Long Eaton and the friends
That have become so dear.
I will 'n all !
An Evaciee.