One of the scarce things on Gallipoli
Was writing paper for letters you see
And so the AIF was obliged to send home
Letters written on anything that was found or known
So in November 1915 Driver Percy Gordon Hendy
Sent home a letter to Victoria Australia across the seas
The only material he could find
Was a hard tack biscuit
So he wrote his message on the back of it
It was processed with a service field postcard attached
Marked by the censors with their marks matched
It read wishing you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
The family framed and kept it as a Great War souvenir.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Categories:
hardtack, christmas, war, world war
Form: Dramatic Verse
So ya want ta sail, me hearty,
and ya set ta see the world.
Just sign away ya life, Jack,
and stow ya gear forward.
There's room enough in foksel
for the bloomin' likes of you,
we'll put ya right ta work, Jack ,
just as soon as ya met the crew.
Ya take ya orders from the Mate
and give him none ya jaw, Jack.
For if ya do, me bucko, ya'll
feel cat's claws upon ya back!
Ya'll climb the ratlines when he tells ya,
ya'll splice a piece of line,
ya'll swab the decks with effort
and tar the seams in time.
When ya trick is o'er and ya tired some,
we'll give ya grog and hardtack.
Take yaur lime but remember, Jack,
don't be waster in ya sack!
Copyright © Ramfire .
Categories:
hardtack, boat,
Form: I do not know?