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We were very young when war broke out
And didn't really know what it was about,
We wore identity bracelets on our arm
in case we came to any harm.

The classroom windows were criss crossed with tape,
So, from glass splinters we could escape,
Our air raid drill, it stood the test,
When we all hid, beneath our desks.

Mother made a firescreen from silver paper
And Dad made the frame and feet for it later.
The firescreen was raffled to help to buy
Our own Spitfire for the boys to fly.

The Red Cross had a "Dig for Victory" show
To encourage people to make vegetables grow.
I remember being very pleased
I won a prize for "Twelve Tree Leaves".

The roar of aeroplane engines overhead
Could be heard as I lay in bed,
When the sirens sounded, we went helter skelter
As fast as we could to the air raid shelter.

As a bomb came whistling earthward bound
A fellow running, fell to the ground,
He hit someone as he went down and after the initial shock
Whispered, "I'm really sorry Jock",

He continued to speak about this and that
But never got and answer back
He thought to himself, he must be hurt, I've done some damage
But when the all clear went, he found he'd been talking to a cabbage

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