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ОглавлениеABOUT PIONEER AIR COMBAT by Capt. W. E. Johns
GLOSSARY OF TERMS USED IN THIS BOOK
Oh, my batman awoke me from my bed;
I’d had a thick night and I’d got a sore head;
So I said to myself,
To myself, I said,
Oh, I haven’t got a hope in the mo—orning.
So I went to the sheds to examine my gun,
And then my engine I tried to run,
But the revs she ga-ve.
Were a thousand and one.
So I hadn’t got a hope in the mo—orning.
Oh, we were escorting “twenty-two,”
Hadn’t got a notion what to do,
So we shot down a Spa-a-d,
And an S.E. too,
For we hadn’t——
Who minds to the dust returning,
Who shrinks from the sable shore,
Where the high and haughty yearning
Of the soul shall be no more?
So stand by your glasses steady,
This world is a world of lies;
A cup to the dead already,
Hurrah! for the next man who dies.
