by Billy | Nov 10, 2007 | Poetry
I listen to my radio I listen every day I hear BFBS on it And here’s what I do say BFBS is what it’s called With cracking tunes and more Their chats and news on everything On air and sea and shore They have some cracking shows on there With things for everyone Whether...
by Billy | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Up at sparrows fart to view A motley rabble a ropey crew We form up by the armoury To get our gats in line were we The corporal shouted (that’s not new) He bellowed loud as if he knew The sergeant waits with patient thin He looks so nasty what’s with him? We got our...
