Buns For The Huns Poem by A. P. Herbert

Buns For The Huns

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I see it coming — the Fund to feed the Huns:
We shall go short of bread to give them buns.
No, thank you, boys. We cannot do too much
For French or Dane, the Belgians or the Dutch:
But did we store the honey in our hive
To keep the killing Herrenvolk alive?
And did our sailors brave the U-boats then
To fill a larder for the S.S. men?
To all such questions —I've a guess to give—
The answer is in the affirmative.
September 3, 1944

Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: september
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A. P. Herbert

A. P. Herbert

Ashtead, Surrey
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