Under Wartime Conditions 1942

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COLOUR BLIND

My friend suggests I write a story
Of those dark days of war,
When daddy sought some glory
And mummy had the car.

Daddy went orf to foreign parts
While mummy just drank gin
She wasn't like the common tarts
Although she let the soldiers in!

My mummy was the Lady fair
A Countess of good stock
She rode to hounds, she did not care
When villagers she'd shock.

One day the US Army came
They bivouacked by our fences
She treated them just the same
And invited them to her dances

Their Colonel was a Southerna!
And was not mighty pleased
He saw some Blacks with mother now
And Relations, they just freezed!

"Now see y'all heah", he said to mum
"We don't socialise, by golly"
Mum in turn, she aint so dumb
Said, "Oh my deah, how jolly"

She told the colonel to sod orf
She thought the man too fussy
Mum just wanted to have a laugh
And 9 inches for her pussy





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AmyfriendAmyfriendabout 17 years ago
Just...

laced with humor... I loved it.

LilDarlinLilDarlinover 19 years ago
Loved It~~!!

This poem is a hoot. You poor thing. The flow is smooth. Imagery just jumps out at ya. The story here is great and very funny. Thanks for makin me smile*~

skip.69skip.69over 19 years ago
Hunour again

Lynsey

You have a wicked sense of humour which shines through all your submissions. Th ending is terrific. (I could only have given your mother 8 inches. How many inches would satisfy you?)

skip.69skip.69over 19 years ago
Hunour again

Lynsey

You have a wicked sense of humour which shines through all your submissions. The ending is terrific. (I could only have given your mother 8 inches. How many inches would satisfy you?)

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