From the ww1 diary of Jack Martin , edited by Richard Van Emden. I have edited an excerpt from the book in in to a story/poem . As I tend to do.
Though Tom called totties ,
To get a better blaze ,
He looked around ,
Ter find something handy ,
He saw something , handy ,
For building up the hand made grate ,
The stone had a peace of wood encased in mud,
''That's handy'' , thought , Tommy ,
Tommy duly added it to his own made grate , pushing the twelfth inch,
Wooden shaft in too the fire , it were German stick granade! ,
Tommy had un handily found ,
To Tommy , it were just a peace of wood jammed in to an old tin can that once
Contained , Jam probably strawberry at that ,
It began to burn and sizzle , '' that's strange '' , began to think , Tommy ,
Then , Jack realized it was rather wrong , he was quick like that , was ,
Old Tommy ,
He realized he had no bangers , sausages to you , a cooking in his fire ,
Then quicker than that , he snatched the offending German bomb out ,
Of the cooking fire , dropped it in the mud stamped it in ter the mud ,
'' He told his pal's , '' I was not brave '' , '' I did not wont too loose me totties!'' '' that would never do
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Poet
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2011-03-26 at 20:19
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TOTTIES AND A BOMBE
Tommy McLaughlin were cooking up some potatoes ,Though Tom called totties ,
To get a better blaze ,
He looked around ,
Ter find something handy ,
He saw something , handy ,
For building up the hand made grate ,
The stone had a peace of wood encased in mud,
''That's handy'' , thought , Tommy ,
Tommy duly added it to his own made grate , pushing the twelfth inch,
Wooden shaft in too the fire , it were German stick granade! ,
Tommy had un handily found ,
To Tommy , it were just a peace of wood jammed in to an old tin can that once
Contained , Jam probably strawberry at that ,
It began to burn and sizzle , '' that's strange '' , began to think , Tommy ,
Then , Jack realized it was rather wrong , he was quick like that , was ,
Old Tommy ,
He realized he had no bangers , sausages to you , a cooking in his fire ,
Then quicker than that , he snatched the offending German bomb out ,
Of the cooking fire , dropped it in the mud stamped it in ter the mud ,
'' He told his pal's , '' I was not brave '' , '' I did not wont too loose me totties!'' '' that would never do
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Poet
Poetry by ken d williams
Read 408 times
Written on 2011-03-26 at 20:19
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