The Poem

"In tribute to a Gallant crew from a grateful British subject"

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Johnny and Norman, the Baron and Joe,

Corney and Dinger and George

Are out in a bomber on every Big Show

Their way through the flak they will Forge

 

Bei mir bist du shane (sic)

Is the Lancaster's name

It means what we think - you're the tops

Norm will pilot you through

John will aim his bombs true

Until all this monstrosity stops

 

If they're hit by the flak,

There is no turning back

They'll go on till the job has been done

And with all guns ablaze

They'll help put out that maze

Of searchlights with the Baron's rear gun

 

When wounded and torn,

Looking slightly forlorn

The bomber limps back with it's crew

George will care for and tend

Every fresh battle scar

Till once more she can fly in the blue

 

Then with Dinger, Joe, Corney completing the crew

The cream of our land is displayed

We humble ourselves when we think of the courage

And sacrifices you have made

 

Well we're trying to help you by staying at home

Looking after the things that you love

And we'll still be waiting when you cease to roam

In those treacherous skies high above.

 

Jean Sweet 1943