Axis & Allies - damowords

Evacuees
Sue caught the child‐packʹd coach out of Poplar
Such sadness wrought, her tear‐trachts filling up,
Then the high pitch’ d crowds at Victoria
Heaving like when the Arsenal won the cup;
She joined the rest,
Sobbing sweet maternals,
Prised from the suckling breast both her little angels.
Onto a squealing train they hop,
Press noses gin the windows,
Bursting their lungs at every stop
Giggling as the whistle blows,
Gulping down sandwiches & pop,
At Buxton’s fun repose
They saw a real fresian for the first time,
“Moo‐moo” Mavis cuts short her nursʹry rhyme.
Tall tower lights up their faces,
Sea‐gulls sqawk thro the air,
Small suitcases claimed by strangers,
“We’ll take the young lass there,ʺ
“NO!” shouts Kenny, ʺMy mummy sez us two come as a pair!”
Blackpool
September 5th
1939
The Agony of Poland
As a monstrous, mechanized juggernaut
Pours in an endless torrent from the West,
Seizing maladroit forces by the throat
The blitzkreig theorum passʹd its first test;
Poor Warsaw prays,
Surrounded by the foe ‐
As yet her anthem plays upon the radio.
Hitler steerʹd his half‐track rumble
Thro the war‐torn countryside,
Brandishing a single pistol,
& a whip of hard oxhide,
Favourite aide‐de‐camp, Rommel,
Made studies by his side ‐
& come across a first hospital train,
Refusing to see his soldiers in pain
They drove on thro the ghostly fog,
Howls envelop the town,
A pining dog, a synagogue
Charrʹd black from burning down,
Where perch’d a crow, itʹs beady, yellow eyes now fleckʹd with
brown.
Sosnowiec
September 8th
1939