SPITFIRE

          Sometimes a winner can be weak and small
            Sometimes a few hundred men can take it all.
              In 1940 England had her back to the wall
              The retreat from Dunkirk left her Army weak and small.
               Now Goering promised the English will crawl
               When the Luftwaffe brings them too their knees this fall.

               Proud people don't crawl on their knees
              You stand and fight and don’t give up your arms to please
               Some mad dictator in a foreign land
              Who surveys his marching soldiers with upraised hand
              Too rule the world is what he has planned
             But in his forward march,the proud English stand.

          The Luftwaffe was a magnificent flying German arm
          The flyers well trained and feared no harm.
          In Poland and in the mad dash West
          They proved their superiority,they were the best.
          Now England stands alone to meet the test
          Only the RAF stands  to stop Hitler’s quest.

          Airmen on the island bases rose to ward off the German power
          With a secret weapon known only as Spitfire.
          With their Spitfires the RAF faced the Stukas that fall
          Now we can’t say the airmen had a ball
          Because too many of them heard the trumpets call 
          And now as hero’s they sure stand tall. 

          How many Germans saw as they flew over
          Spitfires waiting at the white cliffs of Dover,
          And witnessed their comrades go down in flames
          And saw Stukas plunging into the river Thames
          And people at home who read the list of names
          Of men who died knowing the British Lion can’t be tamed. 

          Now the English channel is a watery grave
          For German Airmen who crossed in wave after wave,
          With the Radar towers that streched along the coast 
          The RAF with it’s Spitfire’s and Radar sure can boast
          They were Englands only fighting host
          And the Germans learned to fear them the most.

          Looks likeSir Winston seems to have said it best 
          In a speach he praised the men who met the test
          Never in the history of man have so many owed
          Their all to so few who bore the load
          We thank and praise these men who rode
          Their Spitfires while the seeds of Victory they sowed;
 
Elmer Ake 

 

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