Stanley Cooper

Rookie - 20 Points (August 4th,1926 / New York City)

Dots Dashes Dits And Dahs - Poem by Stanley Cooper

Dots, Dashes, Dits and Dahs
Have long past their last Hurrahs
The code, created by Mr. Morse
We radio ops used in The U.S. Air Force

Dots and dashes are how they’re described
But dits and dahs to our ears they were vibed
The dots, heard as dits, the das were the dashes
When fast coded together, we heard lightning like flashes

Dit dit dit dah, the Morse for V
Our wartime symbol for Victory
Dit dit dit dah gave us a lift
When grandiosely heard in Beethoven’s Fifth

As time passes on, there’s no longer the need
With great tech advance, we must now concede
We old-timers who signaled in Morse
Appear to the youngsters as old dinosaurs

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011

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