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- Wyre Forest Volunteer Bureau
- People in story:听
- Heather Preece
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4113956
- Contributed on:听
- 25 May 2005
WARTIME RE-VISITED
Things were very different
In Nineteen Forty Two
We didn鈥檛 have bananas,
The sweets we had were few.
We didn鈥檛 go to bed at night
Twas when the bombers flew.
But the British didn鈥檛 weaken,
Their spirits strong and true.
We listened to lord Haw Haw
On the wireless every night
Saying 鈥淭his is Germany calling
You are in a sorry plight鈥
We listened with amusement
To his tales that we were done
Because we didn鈥檛 mind old Haw Haw
He was just a figure of fun.
We were told to dig for victory
There was not a flower in sight,
Just lettuces and cabbages
And spuds on which to bite,
For food was very scarce indeed.
No take a ways, cheese or ham.
Just a greying coloured sort of bread
And countless tins of spam.
The shopkeepers were short of stock
For which we had to queue.
We would wait there for an hour or more
Before coming into view.
And when we reached the doorway
The shopkeeper would shout
鈥淪orry to have kept you waiting,
But the goods have all sold out鈥.
So in these days of plenty
Think on and give a thought
To the dark dark days of wartime
And the gallant guys who fought
To make this world a better place
In which to live and love,
And for their ultimate sacrifice
Give thanks to heaven above.
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