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Verses For You

WILLIE WENT A'WALKING

Willie went a-wnlking With his hand upon his hip. Along the country lane; And then they met a rich man, Willie wont a-w.ilklue, A-rolllng in hi* car. And so did Mary Jane. He gave them each a sixpence.; . : The sun was shining brightly. And rolled off La-de-da. The sky was very blue, And then they met a poor man, And Willie said to Mary, As poor as poor could bq. "It's nice to be me and you." They both gave him a penny And first they met a tinker, To get a cup of tea. With heaps of pans and pots, And then they met a beggar-man, . And nails and screws aiid tin-tacks. Who did not beg in vain; Ohl lots and lots and lota. For they gave him all their coppers, ■ And then they met a tailor. Which made him smile again. With scissors, pins, and twine. N T6w you may think It curious. Said he—and waved his needle— But much to their relief, "A stitch in time saves nine." Although they met the other ones, And then they met a soldier They did not meet a thief. A-carry!ng his tent. • ' And the sun waa still a-shlnlng He cailed to them, "Attention! On Willie and Mary Jane, . - "Form two's! Dismiss!" And went. As, side by side, they turned about And then they met a sailor A-walking home again. A'coming from his ship: "PEG 0' MY HEABT" (11), He danced a jolly horn-pipe Ngaio. MY FLIGHT IS DONE., / My flight is done. I cross the line of foam That breaks around a town of grey and red, ■ . • . 'v Whose streets and squares lie dead Beneath the silent dawn—then am 1 proud That England's peace to guard I: am allowed} . ■ ■ Then bow my humble head In thanks to Him Who brings me safely home, —Paul Bcu-ahor.

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Evening Post, Volume CXXXI, Issue 92, 19 April 1941, Page 17

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Verses For You Evening Post, Volume CXXXI, Issue 92, 19 April 1941, Page 17

Verses For You Evening Post, Volume CXXXI, Issue 92, 19 April 1941, Page 17

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