The Lancaster Bomber Poem by Paul Warren
The Lancaster Bomber
I look through the front window
Of the Lancaster bomber on show
Bill my co-pilot is by my side
It has been such a ride
We are waiting on the line
To fly to Berlin in the night time
Carpet bombing is the name of the game
We are making history and fame
The lights flick and turn on
A group of students has just gone
The display is the best on show
And the bomber is haunted you know.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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