At Home with the 67th

Flak, Volume 1, Issue 5, 14 May 1943, Page 5

At Home with the 67th

The celebrated poet Francis J. W r —s, is known to have written two very fine works while serving with the armed forces. Both of these are published below exclusive to this paper. Readers will be interested to know that he has been released from the army and will now be able to follow his literary career in the peace and quiet of the Auckland waterfront. This first sonnet was composed after the poet had been six months in the army: — “When I was sitting on the stair, I saw a man who wasn’t there, He wasn’t there again to-day. I. wish that man would go away.” The second poem was written after 12 months with the forces. The careful reader will notice the subtle influence of a , military life on F. J. ' W s. “There was a yo.ung man of Dundee, Who was t stung on the neck by a wasp. When asked, “Does it buzz?” He said, “No it didn’t, I’m glad that it wasn’t a hornet.” Random Shots The glorious 67th are considering having the words “SHOW ME THE WAY TO GO HOME” emblazoned on their escutcheon (whatever that is) in place of the sundry blots which now decorate it. For although we have not yet had the pleasure of illuminating a Zsro, Messerschmitt or Dornier, we have recently been helping wandering Hudsons home. Of course this business of guiding the faltering footsteps of their friends home is not new to members of the Searchlight Battery!

Our meat is good; 30,000 blowflies can’t be wrong. •. .